A Battle Between Sacred Beasts I

"Oh? I wonder what I have that could be of interest to the lofty foremost contender of the land?"

Ancestor Damon's tone did not fluctuate as he spoke mildly.

Merlin enunciated each word coldly, "The world's will!"

"Rumble."

Ancestor Damon trembled and the entire courtyard seemed to quake as well. At the same time, the Candora Trio-Lords sensed an incomparable force coming off Ancestor Damon, causing them to shudder.

They were mighty ultimate contenders yet they trembled. Without having to fight, they knew they were no match for Ancestor Damon by far. Nonetheless, this was what most surprised them. Previously, though they had felt that Ancestor Damon was mysterious, he seemed to be an ordinary ultimate contender. Who knew that Ancestor Damon's force would be so terrifying?

This was not the Ancestor Damon they knew. The Ancestor Damon they knew did not possess such fearsome force that caused them to tremble in dread.