The world became deadly silent as it witnessed the transformation of a being close to the verge of beastly supremacy.
Vornek's gigantic dragon body floated at the top of the arena, his four wings flapping gently but enough to cause a maelstrom of airwaves across the battle stage.
Golden scales lined every inch of his body, which was supported by two long arms ending in claws and two long limbs.
His head was elongated to a snort with gas puffing out of his nose while his golden eyes stared dead straight at Gerald.
"How long it will take to turn me Into a fried chicken, you say? You have also genuinely piqued my curiosity too..." Vornek said, his voice looking more like that of a beastly roar.
Vornek immediately raised his head upwards in the air and opened his mouth causing a small golden ball to take shape.
Gerald widened his eyes looking at the small golden ball that was getting larger with every passing second...
