The cockatrice king raised its head proudly, its voice echoing through the frozen forest. It was loud yet smooth, an unsettling mix of boldness and intimidation.
"Human," Murzok began, its tone heavy with disdain, "to think you would force me to use this form."
Alex swallowed hard, his pulse quickening.
"This form was meant for my evolution," Murzok continued, clearly dissatisfied. "Now it will be much harder to rank up."
The words hit Alex like a hammer. His heart thudded in his chest, and an ominous thought crossed his mind. Had Murzok pulled a fast one?
Quickly, Alex called up the cockatrice king's description, a glowing screen materializing in his vision. His eyes scanned the information, dread creeping in as he read:
[Cockatrice King Murzok (Rank B)* (G)]
Alex's mouth fell open.
A Rank B monster? He wasn't ready for that kind of leap in power.
