"W-what was that monstrous roar?" Rhaegar muttered, stepping in front of Kharos to shield him.
"A… att… Attack! Kill him this instant!" the emperor commanded, fear unmistakable in his voice.
Heeding the order, fifty Royal Knights, each at the peak of the True Sage Realm, along with six representatives of the empire at the early stage of the Eternal Sage Realm, rushed toward Taranis. At that moment, he no longer resembled a human, but rather a divine being, a force of nature incarnate.
Before they could even reach him, Taranis reached them.
He vanished from his position, leaving a trail of crackling lightning behind.
It was not teleportation. His speed had become so overwhelming that the empire's warriors could not even perceive his movement.
He appeared before them in an instant. His jagged claw thrust forward in a stabbing motion, lightning crackling wildly around his hand.
