Vlad and Fafnir stood in the sky of the Monsoon Continent, positioned directly atop the towering obsidian obelisk. The once fractured structure, shattered in half during Vlad's fierce battle with the Leviathan King, was slowly regenerating, growing taller and more formidable with each passing moment. The Depravita of Wrath's eyes narrowed as he observed the obelisk's relentless restoration.
"I assume that the obsidian obelisk grows larger as it produces units, am I right?" Vlad inquired, his voice steady yet tinged with curiosity.
Fafnir nodded solemnly. "Yes, Teacher. Every time I build a new creature, the obelisk grows a little larger and stronger, allowing the birth of even more powerful beings. When it was at its peak, it was capable of giving birth to the Leviathan King, a Sage Tier lifeform. Currently, however, it can only produce units up to Level 15."
