Lyra and Damian soared through the skies, the clouds parting beneath their overwhelming presence. Far below them, the world faded into nothing but jagged mountains and rivers of molten fire. This was a place no human had ever reached—a sealed land, hidden beyond the reach of ordinary existence.
As they descended, the air itself began to tremble.
Lyra's body glowed as her form expanded. Her figure twisted and grew, radiant energy surging outward as she transformed into her true Behemoth form—massive, ancient, and awe‑inspiring. Her wings spread wide, casting a shadow across the molten ground below.
Beside her, Damian roared.
His human form shattered in light as his divine dragon body emerged—scales gleaming like celestial steel, horns curved with authority, eyes burning with ancient intelligence. His wings beat once, sending waves of pressure through the molten plains.
They landed.
The impact shook the land.
