To the Golden Dragon, trapped in the Spiritual Shock, the minute or so felt as long as a century.
Although the phantom of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent was just a fleeting glimpse, its terrifying will was so potent that even a being as powerful as the Golden Dragon needed time to break free.
Just then, the Golden Dragon, which had been lying motionless on the ground, shuddered violently. An instant later, a roar filled with boundless fury, like an erupting volcano, thundered across the entire battlefield!
"ROAR!"
Following the roar, it bellowed,
"You lowly worms! You... are courting death!!"
The Golden Dragon's giant, golden eyes, once somewhat dazed, were now completely clear. In their place burned a tangible, raging fire.
To Raylo's great surprise, it actually spoke in a human tongue. Its voice was sonorous and majestic, carrying the indisputable air of a king.
'It... It can talk?'
A flash of astonishment went through Raylo's mind.
