It still wasn't enough. Even after unleashing his hidden power, Richard could still feel the overwhelming pull.
The fishing rod wasn't merely trembling—it felt as though it would slip from his hands the instant he loosened his grip.
When he tried reeling the line in, he managed to gain a little distance, only for it to be dragged back immediately. That was enough to tell him he couldn't overpower it by brute force alone.
The spectators who had been blown away by his aura quickly steadied themselves and watched from a safe distance, their eyes fixed on Richard.
Richard himself was split between concentrating and worrying—worrying that the fish might break free.
"Do you think this is the Fire Dragon Fish Emperor?" he asked Damian, who had finally managed to stabilize himself despite standing so close to him.
"I wasn't born when the Emperor was caught," Damian replied. "But... the power this one is displaying is far beyond that of the Fire Dragon Fish King."
