The Primal was slightly chubby, but his momentum didn't suffer from that. He was incredibly fast and didn't hesitate to show that.
Eliminating the Volcano God had been a rather simple task, but it didn't seem like the Primal came for the Volcano God in the first place. Still, organizing the cosmos was one of the things the Primal did. The Volcano God intervened in the lives of the mortals by eliminating an entire planetary system with his cut-open Divinity.
Maybe Michael could survive this…somehow.
"You are that kid with Fenrir's Curse?" The Primal asked, his azure hide-like skin around his lips stretching far. The Primal had azure-like hide as skin, razor-sharp teeth, and large, pitch-black eyes. His arms and legs were unproportionally long and seemed to wave around wildly. It was almost like the man didn't have any control of his arms and legs.
