Gor growled, and his massive body flattened on the solid ground. Arad, who just threw him, stood back up and looked at the mess he had made with a smile. That massive body of his wasn't just for show, those twisted and toned muscles held enough power to crush the very ground, and when looking at him again, everyone in the crowd was reminded of an image they once saw in the highest sanctum of the world tree.
In that image, three individuals could be seen resting beneath the great and enduring trunk of the world tree.
One was a titanic dragon of ashen scales, which was so huge that even while lying down, his back was as high as the tree's lowest branches, far above the clouds. That was Asgorath, the God Father of Dragons, Yggdrasil's brother.
Coming down from the sky with magnificent pale wings that engulfed the entire world was a fair, blond, and monstrously built beautiful man engulfed in eternal divinity. That was Lucifer, the first angel and the one who ruled the heavens.
