As Chronos's Dragon Form once again engulfed his body, a transformation of breathtaking proportions unfolded before the astonished onlookers.
The very essence of his being resonated with an imperious domineering aura, radiating an overwhelming sense of power and authority.
His majestic form soared high above the hoverboard he had been perched upon, defying the laws of gravity as he ascended toward the heavens.
The sight that unfolded was nothing short of awe-inspiring.
Chronos, now in his Dragon form, stood as a colossal figure, his scales glistening with a lustrous sheen.
Suspended in the air, he exuded an aura that commanded the utmost attention and respect.
His eyes, akin to smoldering orbs of fire, surveyed the united army assembled below him.
Commander Yukihono of the Onogoro tightened his grip on his blade, eyes narrowing with focus.
Beside him, a young Yoruban sorceress muttered a prayer, her gaze steely.
