Noah's triumph was short-lived. His Unprecedented Presence, usually a beacon of calm amidst the chaos, roared a primal scream of warning. He barely had time to react as a surge of raw power erupted from the seemingly defeated Lizardman General. The creature, its form flickering and shimmering in the heat, wasn't dead. It was transforming.
With a surge of adrenaline fueled by desperation, Noah launched himself backward, propelling his body with every ounce of remaining strength. But it wasn't enough. A massive, fiery fist, imbued with the molten rage of the lava lake below, slammed into him with the force of a battering ram.
Bam!
The impact sent him flying through the air, a ragdoll tossed mercilessly by an unseen giant.
''Gofuh!"
