Golden light erupted in Owen's eyes, as if scorching magma flowed within his pupils.
A thunderous roar of a metallic torrent resounded around him.
"Strike now!"
An invisible voice roared within his consciousness.
"Strike now!!"
The voice assaulted him again, and Owen's mind turned tumultuous, like a brewing storm, as if a colossal dragon were rolling in his head.
The apparition of the God of Sea firmly occupied Owen's mind, enveloping him with a will of death, rendering him powerless to resist.
The descent of the God of Sea represented a dimensional strike, overpowering and unassailable.
"Strike now!!!"
The furious roar echoed once more in Owen's mind.
In the depths of his mind, a massive dragon rolled amidst the clouds.
Its eyes, like two brilliant stars, were deep and fiery, seemingly piercing through all.
