Now Vol wore a smile. The best smile that he could summon, given his state of exhaustion. It had succeeded. He at least was able to confirm that much. The System had used different terms than what he was used to, but it had succeeded all the same.
If Vol had been more lucid, he might have heard the announced Ogre's title, and understood how it differed from what he'd conjured in the past. He might have even seen the size of the circle, and have seen that it too was larger than anything that he'd summoned before. Still, when a green-fingered fist reached above ground, clad in a black gauntlet, even an exhausted Vol could not fail to understand that this creature was different from any that he had summoned before.
