Manifestation

'Brat.'

Marcius heard the voice in his head as he prepared to engage in combat with the great elder of the Order of Purple Sun.

'What?' He asked.

'That thing in front of you. That silhouette of a bird behind the old man is called the Ten-Winged Phoenix. It is a really strong spirit beast as far as fire spirit beasts go.' The Strom Dragon King advised. 'Don't underestimate the bird.'

Marcius frowned a bit after hearing the words of his spirit beast.

'This is so unlike you, Azot. Normally, you would be going at length about how the other spirit beasts cannot be compared to the majesty of your might.' Marcius commented. 'So, what changes?'

Azot snorted in a dignified manner when he replied. 'It is also true in this case. But the strength and flames of that phoenix are not to be underestimated. Let me put it this way so that you can understand.'