The ground around him pressed beneath, and a circular spider web formed around him. But he didn't even flinch. Jolthar couldn't read the lion's intentions; one moment it wanted to attack, and the next moment, it was looking at him like it wanted to say something to him. And he was starting to feel its intense gaze burn on him; it was no ordinary beast, he thought. He could feel heavy even with the aura around him, but he wasn't going back down too. He released all of his aura, his potent and raw power, along with the voidwrath, and the next instant, a whistling sound echoed as the ground dropped even more, covering up to where the lion was. The men moved back, completely shocked and bewildered.
The lion growled low in its throat, a sound that rumbled like distant thunder. Its eyes flickered with a mix of emotions—confusion, anger, and perhaps even respect.