"Roar!"
Serynthia let out a deafening draconic cry, her voice shaking the air like thunder. A surge of flame burst from her maw, incinerating a group of World Divers in an instant, their bodies reduced to ash even through their activated shields.
"DIE!"
The Mountain King roared, his voice like an avalanche crashing down a mountain. Now towering at a height of 200 meters, his titanic frame was a force of nature. With a swing of his colossal arms, a rain of jagged earth spikes shot out in every direction, impaling and sinking several enemy ships.
The soldiers aboard the warships stared at him with disbelief and dread.
"It's a monster—no, a calamity!" one of them cried.
Still, not all was one-sided.
Some of the enemey World Divers had come prepared. They wielded enchanted gear forged specifically to resist extreme heat and elemental fire. Working in unison, they began to take down Igaris' Fire Spirits one by one.
