So far, the things Levi had done most in his life were killing and setting fires.
He could size up any opponent with a single glance. This so-called "Son of Hope" was no different. The arrogance on its face was enough to ignite the pine trees of the Far North Snowfield, while its magnificent body served as the ultimate testament to its Power.
A massive, terrifying figure leaped from the top of the Tower of Sin.
THUMP! A geyser of dirt erupted from the ground, then rained down like a lid being slammed shut. The nearest Divine Servants, showered in soil, clutched their noses and coughed nonstop. The air filled with dust, as if they had just emerged from a wind-swept desert.
The massive, terrifying figure slowly climbed out of the crater, moving on four tiger-like legs as thick as pillars. Its golden fur glittered under the sun, and each claw was like a sharp knife, seemingly able to slice through steel-hard rock.
The simplest of displays produced the most stunning visual impact.
