C461 The Good Tradition
The cage woven from sword light was under constant assault by the Abyssal Leviathan within the sea.
Its body, encased in scales as tough as divine iron, erupted with boundless power, emitting beams of grayish-brown light from its withered and desiccated form.
The totem-poles shone with bewitching brilliance as the furious roars of ancient archdemons thundered forth.
The Abyssal Leviathan
