While the beasts reeled in awe, the black-and-red giant, encircled by the two "little ones," lowered its head. Its golden vertical pupils, radiating suffocating pressure, swept over its own form.0

The greatest change from its breakthrough to the true spirit level was its scales. No longer golden-black, they had turned abyssal black, deep as ink. With fissures glowing crimson like fresh blood, they emanated an ominous, destructive aura. Each massive scale was ridged with sharp edges, fanning outward. 0

On its back, three rows of jagged dorsal fins rose like mountain peaks. Black spines jutted from its joints, and its tail stretched long and narrow, sharp as a chopping saber.[1] Its head remained crowned by a black mane of flame-like hair and horned crests that...0