499: Imperium; Lord of The Storms

"And they call me a monster."

Pamela chuckled when she heard Zal'Zerael's words. She moved closer to the draconic abomination and stared straight into its eyes with a light smile.

"Although Chainworld Genesis is powerful and bends the rules and laws of reality… I think…"

Pamela scratched the side of her head with slightly furrowed brows while mumbling softly. Shen then shrugged and continued speaking.

"Like I was saying… Although Chainworld Genesis is powerful, it has its limitations."

Pamela looked at one of the chains with a pondering light in her eyes for a few seconds before shifting back her gaze to Zal'Zerael.

"It consumes an immense, and I mean an immense amount of energy to sustain. Even with my vast energy reserves, it still puts a strain on my body and mind. Luckily for me, I'm strong."

Pamela winked at the chained colossal abomination, and Zal'Zerael growled in anger and frustration.