An Overpowered Boost

Wisps of golden light swirled around Michael as he willed his body to Overload. The stray energy that had condensed in the air around them was drawn into his body as he pushed it to the max.

BOOM.

A small explosion went off in his head as that power he was building up spilled over a dam. The boost in power affected his surroundings, forming an invisible wave that pushed everyone present, and also exposed him.

Of course, Michael wasn't going to let such a wonderful opportunity go to waste. Before anyone could react to his sudden appearance, he shot forward, directly slamming into one of Roid's E-ranked goons. The pitiful mage was flung away like a rag doll, directly mowing down a tree in his path.

While Michael did that, his tongue moved like it had a mind of its own. It zipped through the hot air, arcing and dancing until it slashed down the back of another E-ranked member who stood to the side. It the wrapped around his ankles, binding them tightly before pulling him toward Michael. His muscles bunched up, packed tightly with pent up energy before exploding forth into the chest of the D-ranked man.

The sound of bones breaking echoed through the clearing as blood splattered on the ground and the man let out a gurgled scream. Michael's arm had gone straight through his chest, impaling him.

The sight of the blood of one of their gang members snapped the others out of their daze. The untouched E-ranker tumbled and scrambled on the floor in fear when Michael looked his way. Before Michael could make a move on him, a wave of fire slashed the ground before him, leaving scorched grass.

Michael tilted his head and turned to face Roid who had left Eudora and Brutus to face him. Roid motioned with his head for the last gang member to get behind him before fixing all his attention on Michael. As for the Pure Elf, he was quaking in his boots behind one of the sturdier looking trees, very much aware that he wasn't qualified to participate in a battle of this scale.

"I don't care who or what you are, but you're sure as hell gonna pay for what you've done!" Roid yelled before lunging at Michael, his two handed sword bearing down on him. Michael dodged deftly, spinning in the air to deliver a solid kick to Roid's jaw. The gang leader's head snapped as the kick connected, a crisp sound echoing around the clearing.

The kick had snapped Roid's jaw out of place!

"Ahh!!!" Roid scrambled one the floor, his hands clamping his jaw as blood leaked out. His teeth were scattered over the ground, adding a nice tone of savagery to the ever savage wild.

Michael turned to the last member, intending to finish him off. The goon had intended to run away after seeing Roid being manhandled by the 6'5 tall lizardman but instead got a one-sided beat down by Brutus' hammers. Blood dripped down from said hammers as Brutus gave Michael a firm nod. Michael returned the nod before facing the delirious Roid who was still writhing in pain.

He didn't intend to drag on the pitiful sod's pain, using his sharp claws to slash his throat at once. The man's struggling intensified for a moment before slowing down, along with the thumping of his heart.

In a few short moments, the main force of the Roid Rats were dead!

Eudora and Brutus approached Michael warily. Their fear for him had gone up more than a few notches. They only sensed an E-rank's energy level from him, yet he had dispatched several E-rank Mages and Martial Artists, along with a powerful D-ranked Mage in les than a minute! He could o away with them whenever he wished.

It was then that a sudden realization swept over them. If he had wished to harm them, then they would have never left the lizardman territory alive! A chill swept down their spines and a cold sweat formed over their foreheads.

As for Michael, the wave of power swept through him, filling him with endless energy. With each passing second, the wave of power threatened to drown him, submerging him in an endless bliss where he would reign all-powerful.

'No! Get a grip, Mike!' He snapped himself out of the trance that the influx of power power put him under. Slowly, he withdrew his mind from that endless abyss. An abyss he would forever lose himself to if he let himself indulge in it.

The world slowly regained clarity in his eyes. The fading gold made way for deep blue reptilian eyes. He flexed his scaled fingers, making sure he wasn't turning into a human like Aiden. He would rather no put on a show for anyone.

He finally turned to Eudora and Brutus, meeting their hesitant gazes.

"There's no need to be so scared. If I wanted to dead, you would be dead already." He waved his hand dismissively. The two adventurers could only nod meekly at his sentence. He squatted down by the dead boy of Roid, examining it for a short moment.

[Bloodline Detected. Human. New Form Stored.]

The game system chimed as he dipped his finger into the expanding pool of blood. He nodded before standing back up and turning to the last loose end remaining.

The Pure Elf Mage sat on the ground, a trembling teary mess. Michael took slow, deliberate steps toward him, all in order to enhance his position as a mighty figure in the young Elf's mind. He stopped before the Elf, squatting down to his level before speaking.

"Although I know you didn't mean to endanger anyone, the fact still stands that you were in cahoots with those dead mongrels." He jutted his chin snout in the direction of the collection of corpses. "Before I decide on anything, please introduce yourself." He used his hand to gesture to the two adventurers that were watching.

"L-Leonidas Perry!" The Elf stuttered in response, fearful of what the intimidation lizardman and the two adventurers had in store for him.

"Eudora, Brutus, meet Leonidas. He'll be in my care from now on!"