Tide That Roars, compared to the rest of his army, was quite tiny. He looked like some sort of chimera given birth to by the sea. His torso looked like a lobster, but his legs looked like those of a frog.
His arms were oversized for his body, and his claws were reptilian but sharp. He had two raised eyes and a bunch of tubes coming from his mouth.
Despite his rank as Tyrant, he looked underwhelming. But Elian knew better than to be fooled by just outward appearances.
This being was a Tyrant. A king who invaded another world.
There was absolutely zero chance that this bastard was a weakling.
"Kill everyone else. He is mine," Elian declared as he stepped forward.
That single sentence caused the entire battlefield to move. From absolute silence, the rampaging footsteps and clang of heavy metal resounded. The skies, which had never stopped burning due to the Flame Swallows, moved.
