Ronan walked barefooted to his black sword lying on the ground. Crunched by the broken stone and rubble beneath him, he still breathed steady with calm movements. His blue eyes, locked to the quiet intensity, were staring hard at the man wearing the golden mask across the room.
Gripping the hilt of his sword, Ronan spoke loudly.
"Mega Golem! Aura Release!
The ground shook violently as large hunks of rock and dirt tore loose, flying at the golden-masked man. It all coalesced, combining into a colossal golem-like suit of armor around him. The construct was easily over six meters tall and had jagged spikes along the limbs and the glowing red lines of energy streaming through it.
The man's voice echoed within the golem.
"Behold! This is my power! No one can touch me now!"
Ronan halted, his hand on the sword. He glanced at the golem's enormous form and back to his blade, thinking his options through.
