Theron stood tall, his eyes locked on Liora coldly.
Without a word, he raised his right hand.
A dark red portal formed in the air beside him, pulsing with energy.
The ground shook. Sparks flew from the edges.
Then—
Something massive stepped through.
The beast that emerged was huge, twelve meters tall.
Its body was a twisted blend of bone, metal, and mutation.
Gears spun along its spine. Blades jutted from its arms.
Its jaw was lined with layers of thick steel teeth, glowing softly.
Its steps cracked the ground beneath it.
Theron gestured toward the monster with a calm hand.
"This," he said, voice low and proud, "is my personal beast."
"Vaultusk."
Liora narrowed her eyes, her arms steady at her sides.
Theron smirked.
"Let's see if you'll be the first person to stay alive after seeing it."
The monstrous creature stood behind him, silent but humming with pressure.
Each breath it took made the air heavier.
Theron remained where he was.
He didn't even need to move.
