Thick white smoke filled the surroundings, and the monsters couldn't see what was happening above. All they could see was a massive black shadow faintly emerging.
"Roar——"
Ramp let out a dragon-like roar.
As the smoke dispersed, he tore open the discarded hide, supporting himself with both arms as he slowly stood up.
Erezer's first Dragon Vein Ogre was thus born—if the aesthetic tastes of the giant dragons weren't so absurd.
The monster before them could no longer be called an ogre.
He stood over five meters tall, with a width to match. His former kin would look like short dwarves standing before him.
That still stout and hulking body was now covered in bright crimson scales.
The originally stubby fingers had become long and sharp, transforming from humanoid hands into claws with dragon-like features.
Ramp slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were golden.
