The earth trembled…
And the sky seemed to gaze down upon them.
Salim stood, his sword of light shaking in his hands, not from fear… but in response to something more powerful approaching.
"This is no ordinary creature… this is… a guardian," King Zahir gasped.
"It is… the island itself," Rodan replied coldly.
The gigantic shadow rose higher, its form a mass of countless faces… the faces of soldiers long dead.
Their screams were like black winds tearing at minds.
Salim took a step forward.
"If this island is testing us… then I will face it!"
He raised his sword and charged toward the shadow.