The golden statue opened its mouth for the first time. Its voice rumbled like thunder, yet carried a mocking tone that cut straight to the bone of everyone present.
"Bad kitty… I'll teach you to respect your master."
A deadly silence spread across the battlefield.
The Lion King's face twisted with rage. His pride, his bloodline, his throne—all trampled with a few simple words.
"ENOUGH GAMES!" he roared, his aura exploding like a sun.
The colossal lion behind him opened its jaws, releasing a roar that could tear mountains apart. The Lion King leapt forward, his claws blazing with fire and lightning.
This wasn't just an attack. It was everything—his will, his blood, his existence. A strike meant to annihilate.
The golden statue raised its hand. It didn't just block.
It struck back.
The impact was so brutal the shockwave echoed for miles like a divine explosion.
