Marvel : I'm in Westview Town

"Um?"

Sensing Finn’s sudden move, Mara frowned.

Is this guy crazy?

In such a battered state, how dare he take the initiative to provoke me?

Doesn’t he know that picking a fight now is the same as asking for death?

"You stupid human. Since you’re seeking death, don’t blame me for granting it!"

With a low growl, Mara’s body swelled again, rapidly returning to its true form in a blink.

Overwhelming demonic energy surged around him like a tidal wave.

"So this is Mara’s true form..." Finn narrowed his eyes, his expression turning solemn.

This version of Mara stood over ten meters tall, his entire body sheathed in shimmering purple-gold scales, radiating an oppressive, blood-soaked aura.

Thick, fleshy spines protruded from his neck like grotesque tendrils, each one twitching in the wind—unnervingly sentient.