"Rooooarrrrr!!!"
The deafening roar echoed across the void like thunder from an ancient storm.
Triple A was hurled backward like a helpless projectile, slamming through one dead star after another in a trail of shattered cosmic rock.
A single, powerful tail whip had sent him flying.
"Now, isn't my luck so good?" Aaron muttered, his face calm and composed as he stared straight at Aetherion.
Behind him loomed a humongous dragon, its sheer size dominating the empty space around them.
Its scales gleamed with an obsidian black sheen, dark and menacing, as if promising to swallow everything in its sight.
Golden eyes burned with regal authority, sharp and unyielding.
An oppressive, heavy aura radiated from the dragon, pressing down on the surroundings like an invisible weight.
[Congratulations! You have received the Primordial rank pet, Abyssal Dragon.]
Aetherion stayed completely silent, his gaze fixed quietly on the massive creature.
He could sense its power clearly.
