Originally armored with purple-gold bones, now coated with a thick layer of Black Crystal, the Monarch appeared much sturdier, clearly a tough nut to crack.
The Monarch forcefully arched his body, and mighty purple flames soared up, burning fiercely before suddenly extinguishing.
Yet despite the flames dying down, the fluctuations emanating from the Monarch grew even more potent and steady, akin to molten lava flowing underground, accumulating force about to erupt.
After a while, the Monarch began to move, kicking his legs and swinging his arms, then suddenly lunged forward, crashing into the rocky end of the cave.
Boom! A huge noise echoed as the ground shook, and rocks and dust flew all around, unsettled for a long time.
At the cave end, where the rocks were originally solid, now lay shattered debris, as if Vaguli had stuffed several Magic Eggs and detonated them all at once.