An ear-deafening roar split the air, followed by a mighty storm of energy that dragged Ryuk backward.
He tried to resist but failed, saved only when his body slammed into a tree, pressing him tightly against it and bringing his motion to a halt.
Even as his eyes tried to shut, they widened instead, forced open by the sight before him.
From the depths of the splintering orbs of golden light, waves of brilliance rippled outward, shrouding everything in a thick cloud of smoke.
Shapes began to emerge from that radiance—gigantic draconic creatures whose forms blotted out nearly all space around them, yet strangely cast no shadow.
They came in all forms, ranging across categories both wondrous and terrifying.
There were Beast-Dragons, born from wolves, lions, tigers, and even serpents, their natural ferocity magnified by draconic evolution.
