In the shaded outskirts of New York, the Mechanized Draconic God loomed over the distance. It stood before its master, Lord Oberon, head bowed. Behind its crimson machine glow was reverence.
Damien gazed upon the first four-star Terrestrial Monster under his command and remarked. "You're far larger than I expected."
But what intrigued him the most was the personal skills he was granted from the newly evolved monster. There were three, each different from the others.
The first personal skill from the Mechanized Draconic God was called Machine Awakening. From the name alone, an idea had already become rooted within his mind.
Glancing at the briefcase tightly grasped beneath his fingers, it was the perfect test subject for the personal skill.
Although he was a bit hesitant, the Armament was vital for the black-suited young man. It was also the only one of its kind, since Doctor Krieger didn't plan to create more.
