Wake Up, Lazy Boy

It looked like a big ball made of some sort of liquid. It spanned to cover a half mile radius, and inside I could see a floating piece of rock that looked like a flying island.

"Got you," inside all this, I saw the silhouette of some giant standing erect, surrounded by a group of elites. All were wearing full body armour and that dude in the middle was wearing a battle suit.

A suit that was just like the one I fought against before.

"Found you," I snorted, replacing my compass with my Libra. "Losing half of the stats for all these Bulltors? I can live with that!"

What was the big deal in losing half of those behemoths' strength and stats? Compared to the sense of threat I got from just meeting eyes with that bastard, it was nothing.

That bastard was strong, even far stronger than the one I fought against before. I knew this fight wouldn't be this easy to handle, and above that he wasn't alone.