With a menacing grin, Leviathan raised his arms, calling upon the dark forces that obeyed his every command. The air crackled with malevolent energy as he summoned his signature weapon—a trident that seemed forged in the heart of the abyss itself. The weapon gleamed with a sinister luster, its prongs sharp and deadly, promising a swift demise to anyone who dared to challenge its master.
As Leviathan clenched his hands around the trident's handle, the very ground beneath him seemed to tremble in submission. Dark tendrils of envy-infused energy snaked around the trident, enhancing its already formidable power. The weapon pulsed with an eerie, otherworldly glow, reflecting the malicious intent of its wielder.
