High in the sky, the Thunder Serpent coiled.
Sorrett's face continuously changed its shape.
Sometimes, he appeared as a handsome human face, and at other times, he revealed a terrifying and grotesque demon face with a bird-like beak, incredibly eerie.
"Victor!"
Sorrett roared.
He seemed to be speaking to the presence within himself.
Before long, a black mist seeped out from Sorrett's body.
Then, in front of him, it transformed into a shadow wearing a black crown.
The shadow wore a raven mask, and its true face couldn't be discerned.
Cloaked in a wide cloak woven from black feathers, it wore black heavy armor.
Like a solitary king, it sat upon the "Feather King Throne" woven from black feathers.
"Sorrett, what business do you have to summon me again?" The shadow chuckled with a deep voice.
"Knowing the reason but still asking! Victor, I need the power of your Seventh Familiar!" Sorrett said coldly.