Logan came to a secluded place surrounded by dense trees, as if it were a natural barrier. He took a deep breath, and his entire being began to transform. His body gradually swelled, and his frail frame became burly. Soon, a massive figure, Great Haniston, appeared in his place.
He stood two meters tall with a robust physique and bulging muscles, as if every inch of his skin contained boundless strength. His black muscles subtly revealed under the sunlight, shimmering with a healthy luster. Especially when he took a step, it seemed as though the very earth trembled.
Logan examined the changes in himself, nodding in satisfaction. He stretched out his arm, feeling the surge of power flowing within him, and a sense of indescribable pride and ambition rose in his heart.
"This time, I must succeed," he vowed silently to himself, then quickened his pace toward the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
