Lizard City. The trial had begun.
Channeling the terrible might of his weapon and the lingering power of a forbidden spell, Pallas moved. His eight arms blurred in a deadly dance, manifesting a spectral trident in each grasp. With every forward dash, one of his arms merged into the Spite of the Wrathful Star. After eight consecutive surges, Pallas himself transformed into a massive, blood-red trident.
This was his masterwork: the Eight-Fold Charge. An original technique forged from every martial discipline he had studied since childhood. It amplified his combat power eightfold in an instant.
"Interesting."
Pallas was clearly nothing like Slagor. Though both stood at the peak of the legendary tier, the gap in their actual combat strength was like night and day.
