In this large sea of crucified corpses, there was one that stood out among the rest, one that felt so alive even after its death. Alan and Sabrina both could feel the intense energy the corpse still exuded.
The corpse of a man that easily dwarfed even Alan was nailed to a large cross made of a black, bewitching metal. The man had a nail going through all of his joints, and a prominent one going through his throat to his head.
Ears like that of a wolf, an elongated snout and a physique so robust he could snap Alan like a twig, powerful claws at the end of his limbs that could cut steel with ease, fur that the greatest blade could not cut, and a reserve of Aura that surpassed Alan's mana even after death.
"God beast."
The only known equal to the race of dragons, an equal power to the empire of dragons and the masters of aura, an energy unlike mana. Dragons reigned supreme over Mana, whilst Godbeasts reigned supreme over Aura.
