Bloodline Power

From the moment Draco punched the arm off of one Strength Sentinel, things escalated on his end. The behemoth itself had been shocked by the hit, knocked over to the side despite its grand size. 

Then, it suddenly howled in agony as blood had started spurting out of the stump at its right shoulder which used to be where its arm had been connected. 

It raised its head to look at Draco with dread, yet the fellow had simply spawned hellfire wings that flapped lazily behind him as he inspected his work with a smile. 

He raised his fist and clenched it. "With this transformation, there are few things in Boundless that can match my raw physical power, much less on Earth." 

With his current power, he could certainly begin to roam about Earth and seek out those Primordial Beings to have a chat about what the hell was wrong with the planet's energy.