Vlad smiled calmly as he sensed the hatred and frustration radiating from Augustus and his team. Once he had put sufficient distance between himself and the fortress, he and Jormungandr separated, their fusion ending in a smooth ripple of energy.
"Hahahaha! Did you see their faces?" the small yellow cat laughed heartily, his voice echoing in the cold wind. But soon, his expression shifted to something more serious. "Boss, why didn't you fuse with Ouroboros and Fafnir as well?"
Jormungandr could not help but remember the strength they were able to display in Valhalla. The power to level mountains and burn seas with a single strike would have been perfect for this fight. "If all four of us combined our strength, we could've destroyed Augustus and his team completely. Maybe even reduced that entire fortress to ashes."
Vlad looked at the True Depravita of Gluttony with a thoughtful gaze before shaking his head slowly.
