"Raaawwwr!"
"…?!" Pythor stumbled two steps back, his balance faltering as his heart skipped a beat, nearly sending him sprawling back onto his decorated throne. His eyes widened in shock as a monstrous parade began pouring out of the shimmering silver portal.
From the gleaming silver portal emerged a fleet of otherworldly creatures: towering humans, horned demons, slithering demi-serpents, and colossal beasts whose sheer size made the earth quake beneath them. Some were covered in gleaming silver scales that reflected the sunlight like shattered mirrors, while others bore jagged tusks and twisted horns that screamed destruction.
Each exuded an overwhelming aura, suffocating and fierce—a palpable pressure that rivaled or surpassed mid- to high-level martial emperors. The very air seemed to hum and ripple in their presence, heavy with a sense of impending carnage.
Bam! Bam! Swoosh!