"Don't let it escape!" the enemy forces cried out as Cale erupted from the sea. Their initial shock gave way to desperate aggression.
"Those leading the charge will be Experts and Grandmasters! Go!" The elite vanguard descended with lethal precision, their weapons drawn, determined to bring down the legendary beast.
Their coordinated assault meant nothing. Cale, fully transformed, radiated absolute supremacy.
"My physical strength too has gone up, and can kill anyone two levels higher, meaning Mid-Level Emperors ca be dealt with too.." he thought with confidence as their energy attacks harmlessly splashed against his impregnable, shimmering defenses.
To Cale, their desperate efforts were completely meaningless.
'Mere Expert levels are no threat to me, hehe' ,he declared internally.
With a horrifying snap of his massive, craggy wings, he shattered their ranks in an instant, turning the elite soldiers into mangled forms.
