The Primordial beast's response was a spectacular display of its elemental might, unleashing a barrage of attacks that embodied the very forces of nature. Water as cold as liquid nitrogen, searing magma-like fire, corrosive acid, suffocating poison gas, devastating lightning, slicing wind blades, and cursing runes—each a testament to Salamander's formidable power.
This onslaught, aimed at Lenny with the intent to obliterate, would have spelled doom for any lesser being.
Yet, Lenny stood unfazed, a figure of calm amidst the storm of energies. With a deft wave of his hand, he redirected the elemental fury into his storage unit, a feat that underscored his mastery and control.
When the barrage ceased, and the dust settled, Lenny's smile was a prelude to his counterattack.
"Now, it's my turn!"
With a casual gesture, he unleashed the stored energies back at Salamander, a mirror of the beast's own assault.
