The Immortal Armour manifested, covering him from head to toe as he lifted his longsword and slowly rested it with a soft clink on his shoulder, protected by a crimson pauldron.
Seeing Godfrey and his noble knights, the boss's eyes narrowed, and it unleashed a fierce roar. "Still outnumbered!"
He snarled as his legion burst forward; some ran with their digitigrade legs, others went on all fours, their claws digging up large amounts of sand, so much that the boss was hidden behind a veil of red dust.
"Ballista." Godfrey glanced at his second knight from the corner of his eyes. Ballista gave a nod and summoned his incarnation.
A huge, nineteen-foot-tall Goliath clad from head to toe in golden armour, with tassets at both sides of his waist above chainmail that formed a battle skirt, emerged.
