When all the dust died down, a horrific scene was witnessed by those who had survived.
The whole Arena had been annihilated, and what remained was just a deep, dark crater.
In the middle of the dark crater, a single figure shone like a beacon.
A figure looking like a divine angel, yet also a purple demon, wearing the face of Adonis Kingsbane emerged, flapping its golden wings.
He now had wings, claws, regal purplish horns, a tail like a devil's, and purple scales gleaming like prismatic jewels.
In his Half Dragonification form, he looked primal and dangerous.
His form was a combination of Primordial gold and eternal purple, with the regality of a Primordial being.
Even the very space around him seemed to fluctuate because of his overwhelming power.
His sword had disappeared. In its place remained sharp claws that seemed capable of cutting through both spirits and flesh alike.
Some nobles were in awe because of his sheer presence and charm, while others trembled with fear.
