"Who's there?! Show yourselves, now! You dare steal the Dawnlight Orb? That's mine—hand it over before I kill you all!"
The Thunder Giant roared, his voice booming like a storm crashing through the palace. His entire body crackled with terrifying waves of Thunder Magic, lightning dancing across his massive frame.
But Ethan just scoffed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Yours? Who the hell do you think you are? That orb belongs to the Angels. Are you one of them? Didn't think so."
The moment those words left Ethan's mouth, the Thunder Giant's expression darkened like a brewing storm. Murderous intent surged from him like a tidal wave as he locked eyes with Ethan, his voice cold and venomous. "You dare question the might of the Storm Sovereign, you insignificant insect?"
"Then die!"