Ethan stayed back, not вмешing in right away.
He opened the System and locked his gaze onto the powerhouse across the battlefield. A data panel unfolded in front of him, lines of information sliding into place.
His eyes skimmed past power tier, energy attributes, armor response… and then stopped on the core designation.
Drazareth.
Netherflame Controller.
Ethan mouthed the name under his breath, a flicker of contempt passing through his eyes.
The title sounded domineering. But once you saw through it, it was nothing special.
Drazareth's so-called Netherflame might be terrifying to ordinary civilizations, but compared to Phoenix Queen Ignara's Eternal Flame, it wasn't even in the same league. And Ataneya's Inferno-type flame power—its level, its purity—Netherflame didn't even deserve to be mentioned beside it.
Hell, even Desert Queen Kaelira—who wasn't even known for fire control—carried stronger flame power in her body than Drazareth did.
