Kent stood 7'4" tall, his body covered in golden draconic scales. Every single scale was engraved with millions of tiny runes, each one brimming with unimaginable power.
If before he looked like nothing more than a dragon-man blessed with an incredible physique and overwhelming strength, then now he appeared both elegant and terrifying, carrying a presence that would, without a shred of doubt, make even Supremes and some Celestials tremble.
He had not grown larger or more muscular, yet his scales now radiated an overwhelming aura of immense power and unfathomable mystery.
"This power..." Kent muttered as he slowly reached forward with a single finger. With an almost casual motion, he gently tapped the air before him, as though he were touching an invisible wall.
However, that simple tap shattered the space before him. It was as though a devastating warhammer had struck reality itself, sending countless spiderweb-like cracks racing through the surrounding space.
