Chapter 16: Battle in the Rift [2]
It was about 15-foot tall with a body the exact same form of a lion, but built from volcanic rock. Magma veins glowed beneath the fissures that connected the rocks, its mane was liquid fire, dripping molten embers to the ground and causing the earth to steam. The same liquid fire formed the end of its tail.
When it roared, the resonance rolled across the shattered floor of the cathedral like thunder, and its massive paws crushed the ground beneath.
For the Terravore Slugbeast, it was now completely helpless in the Liongolem’s crushing grasp. With the continuous force that it used to emerge out of the earth, the Lion beast crashed it down in a pile of stone rubble, shockwaves tearing through the foundation of the ancient structure.
Jethro stared, utterly flabbergasted. ’Who the hell owns that?’
From the haze, the escort stepped forward. Jethro’s head snapped towards him, and he froze at what he saw.
There was something completely different about the escort now. He was no longer the corporate drone dressed in a smile and a uniform. He was... intimidating.
His blond hair lit up, scorching into flames and then liquidizing into lava that dripped down his shoulder, yet did not harm him.
His boots that pulled him forward sank into the earth, melting it into bubbling magma. Five round, heavy rocks tore free from the soil, orbiting around him like satellites, while dripping with lava.
His eyes glowed faintly red beneath his new mane of liquid fire. His body shimmered faintly with a visible heat distortion that caused the air around him to warp, while his arms were cracked with lines of molt.