A True Beast

Dragon's Roar.

Ryu's head tilted up to the skies, and for a moment, it seemed impossible to see a human in his place at all. It felt like a Dragon Emperor had lifted his head to the clouds. A thunderous, booming, throaty sort of roar rose up from the depths of a black abyss, piercing through the veil of the Heavens and shattering the dome above.

The Beasts froze for just a moment.

And then Ryu moved.

Chi.

In one moment, Ryu was pincered between a claw and a wing. In the next, a Phoenix claw flew, and a Roc wing peeled across the skies, its silvery, metallic wings splaying out, its feathers fluttering down below in a heavy rain of blades.

Ryu appeared high above the Phoenix, which still had yet to register the loss of its claw, his two fists coming together in a hammer above his head. His silver eyes slit down the middle, separating into a demonic hue as he smashed.