Kael's golden glowing eyes as he saw Belgrod relentlessly scratching the metal gate with all his might.
At the same time, he was suffering. Constantyne had him pressed to the ground with his jaws clamping on his neck.
Kael could feel the heat coming from Constantyne's throat as well as the long fangs that pinched deeper and deeper into his skin.
Luckily, his neck had a thick mane around it as well as dense muscles, if not Constantyne might have been able to seriously injure Kael.
Constantyne was frustrated, how could Kael's neck be so hard to bite? It was supposed to be the softest part of his body.
Instead of bare flesh, all he could taste was the strands of thick mane hair and a little bit of blood.
Kael's expression was fierce.
Now in his Conqueror Mode, his mind was focused on the issue at hand. It was no longer about defending the entrance, it was about conquering.
That was what the Conquering Mode was for.
To subjugate all things and eliminate all who resist.
