Silence fell over the battlefield.
The platform floated amidst a shattered mountain top of burning stone and the dead bodies of fallen beasts.
The Beast Kings sat frozen in their thrones. None of them had expected the scene that they had witnessed.
As an unawakened brat, Rudra had been immensely talented.
But this…
This was beyond potential.
Byaku the Fang's golden eyes gleamed wide. "I can't wait for his visit to my territory."
Soleil the Soaring Flame's wings flared, scattering sparks. "Those flames are something special for a mere Ki Surging cub."
Malkor the Horned crossed his arms, his chuckle a low rumble. "That boy's a future warlord."
Kitsune giggled, tails flickering. "And still smiling... that's the terrifying part."
Areo of the Winds gave a low whistle. "He fights like the world owes him money."
Damascus the lynx smirked. "Reckless and beautiful, I wonder if my daughter would meet his fancy?"
