The Golden-Maned Lion rose in the moonlight, shaking the dirt off its body after being punched out of the cave. Its golden eyes locked onto Bruce with burning hatred as it let out a deep, rumbling roar that echoed across the savannah.
[The Lion has used Golden Mane Authority: Fear-Inducing Roar!]
[You feel no fear.]
[You are immune to its Golden Mane Authority.]
[The Lion has activated Sin of Pride…]
The lion's mane ignited in golden flames, its fur blazing with power. Its eyes glowed brighter and the air around it thickened with heat and pressure. Its presence changed, no longer just a beast, but a monarch enraged.
Bruce studied it calmly, a smile forming on his face. "Interesting. That's more like it."
