Thunder roared, and hurricanes howled. Muria drew a longbow nearly as large as his current forty-meter Titan Body, and a golden arrow began to materialize. The power within him surged frantically into the arrow, rapidly shifting it from ethereal to substantial.
From the moment he heard the cry of the Red Dragon, saw the sudden appearance of the Balrog, Muria morphed into Titan Form, contacted Cassio, grabbed his longbow, and formed the arrow - all of it happened within a brief span of ten breaths.
Muria's response was incredibly swift and skilled. When he led the dragon brood to slaughter and battle in the Abyss Training Field, training these lazy creatures, he had already prepared himself to put out fires anywhere. He could not bear to see any of the Five Colored Dragons that he had painstakingly nurtured die in the Abyss Training Field.
