"You wretches deserve to die!"
As the chief of the Trial Village, Eliamos hadn't felt such rage in ages.
These insignificant worms dared to summon the projection of another grand deity, destroying the hut undergoing the trial.
Such a transgression is absolutely unforgivable!
"You will pay for this!" Eliamos roared once more.
Now, he appeared more imposing than ever.
His frame, once as withered as dead grass, was now filled and billowing with black mist.
"It certainly is a big trouble," Quel remarked with a laugh, his eyes serious but betraying little fear.
Fear always stems from the unknown.
Until now, Eliamos had never revealed his true aura, always maintaining a distance from Ethan's trio.
Out of caution, they had believed Eliamos to be a formidable force.
However, upon closer inspection, Eliamos... wasn't as strong as they had initially thought.
This was the trio's gut feeling.