Behemoth [13]

OOOOOOOOOOH!

The Primal Sovereign was alive still. On the verge of death, but still alive. He'd never experienced pain like this before. This was the pain of death, the pain of being devoured.

As a Space Beast, he'd never met anyone who could make him feel such agony. In his life, he'd only ever won his battles.

But now, things were different. He couldn't take it! He refused to die like this!

The Primal Sovereign roused his mana. He didn't revolve it, instead compressing it in the core of his being, his soul. All his remaining lifeforce and power were directed towards this increasingly volatile mass.

If he couldn't win, if he couldn't devour Damien, then he'd make sure Damien died here with him!

He couldn't accept the fate of a loser!

He madly gathered his essence. Within seconds, the ball's potency had reached an immense degree. If the Primal Sovereign were to detonate it…