The Titan's body loomed above the golden throne and the surroundings, nothing proving worthy to stand higher.
Blazing more intensely than the core of a star, MSAP-8 radiated a presence worthy of a master in the depths of its own ecosystem, possessing power that to mortals would seem like that of a god.
Perhaps out of consideration for the Lords, or simply because it found the form most adequate, the Titan bore a humanoid appearance with three sets of wings emerging from its back.
Stretching for kilometers, the Iskra seemed like an immovable mountain, which towered over its adversaries.
A raw pulse of sheer power resonated, and the head of the Almighty shifted ever so slightly to stare downward.
Taking its time to observe the Lords one by one, it finally came to a complete stop, staring right at Ember.
"You have dared venture into my territory."
