Zeroth stopped sobbing the moment the split in the demarcation of both worlds appeared out of nowhere, and his eyes widened with every thud that revealed their adversary.
The one responsible for the death of his brothers and his bestfriend.
He took his gaze immediately to Val, who instantly tightened his grip around his weapon with eyes fixed on the immortal. He stood far a distance so one couldn't tell what he looked like.
Who was this?
No, what the hell was this?
Humongous was not enough to describe this entity. He was the actual definition of mighty.
Every step he took left the stones on the battlefield jumping from one position to another. Then, as he materialised prominently, his chiselled physique, which defined the word "warrior" in every way understandable, made him stand out as the leader, even though other giganosauruses built solely for war stood behind him.
