The King of the Jackalweres suddenly changed direction and lunged at the Burning Flames Queen. Accompanied by a frenzied howl, his bones clattered and his body forcibly doubled in size, reaching over nine meters, attaining the stature of a Giant, with muscles bulging to a terrifying extent.
This was no simple berserk state; this was berserk transformation into a giant.
The tri-headed chain mace in his hand also enlarged, and he swung it heavily towards the fireball incarnate of the Burning Flames Queen.
Boom!
The two collided heavily, creating an earth-shattering explosion.
The King of the Jackalweres turned into a rolling gourd, flipping seven or eight times on the ground, rolling several hundred meters before he regained his balance. The Fine Gold Armor was covered with scorch marks, especially the exposed wolf fur, which was singed and curled in large areas, emitting a strong burnt smell.
That was about it.
