When he heard the roar of a lion in the direction Garin turned his gaze, Vicente frowned, quickly spotting a majestic creature with beautiful golden fur and a voluminous mane.
The creature was as imposing as the memory of the lions he had of Earth, but even more fantastic, with colored mist escaping from its claws, while the tip of its tail burned like hot coals.
The creature's head was so large that Vicente had no doubt that it could bite the head off an ox easily.
Its piercing eyes evoked a surreal sensation, as if the creature could make its targets fall into spiraling illusions, totally suppressing them at will.
Garin and Bert shivered as they felt the creature's gaze hover over their group, both of them sensing the creature's powerful 4-Star Magus cultivation while it walked cautiously around them.
"Shit! I knew this would end badly." Garin said, focused on the creature, but obviously directing his unease at Vicente.
