Lucen was thrilled to watch the anime-like battle before him. The Heavenly Demon, whom he had read about in numerous martial arts novels, was fighting that Cthulhu-like cosmic horror.
Then there was that equally powerful martial artist, who, unlike the Heavenly Demon that seemed to be crushing everything with brute force, had a more subtle, elegant feel.
'Should be something like the Martial Alliance leader or a Martial God, or perhaps both.'
As Lucen continued to watch the battle, the fear he felt was getting weaker and weaker.
It was not because the creature had become any less terrifying. The pale eyes covering the sky still made his thoughts feel sluggish whenever they moved, while the mouths opening across its body revealed darkness deeper than space.
What had changed was Lucen's belief that nothing could resist it.
