The fused form of the Minotaur Brothers loomed high above the battlefield, its towering frame casting an oppressive shadow over the torn earth. Jagged plates of black armor gleamed with ominous. Dark energy pulsed and rippled outward from its body in slow, suffocating waves, distorting the very air with every breath it took. The combined aura radiating from this monster was overwhelming—dense, suffocating, and heavy enough to make the lungs ache. It was the undeniable, crushing presence of a Golden Vein Stage Level 8 existence.
Shaurya saw this and, instead of flinching, he smiled. A faint yet commanding golden aura began to seep from him, just enough to hum in the air like a quiet storm gathering strength.
