"Manifest."
His irises split between white and gold. As the king's massive hammer plummeted, Atticus erupted.
The force slammed into the king and hurled him back. He regained his footing and immediately looked ahead.
A massive flaming silhouette clawed into the heavens. The temperature skyrocketed, the ground across the wasteland fusing into glass. Then the enormous figure rapidly shrank.
The king's eyes narrowed grimly.
The haze around Atticus gradually cleared, revealing his new form. Whitish flames burned across one half of his body, golden flames across the other.
The sheer power radiating from him froze every soul present.
A faint intrigued smile touched the Pride Queen's lips. Freya's eyes shone like twin suns. This… this was Atticus at full power.
Behind them, the queen's guards went rigid. To think the child they had once looked down upon possessed such terrifying strength. Many slowly turned toward Unive, who trembled subtly. Now they understood.
