Without hesitating, the lords headed off to fight the Zygon that looked impossible to defeat.
The four of them did not hesitate for even a second, going all out from the very beginning, fully aware that Zyren's gaze was on them. Every strike carried lethal intent, every movementa executed with deadly precision. They fought as though there would be no second chance, as though holding back even a fraction would mean certain death.
But it was at that very moment that the Zygon suddenly went ballistic.
It roared with a thunderous voice that split the air itself, the sound vibrating violently through the battlefield. Its body swelled with raw fury as it attacked fiercer and harder than before, abandoning any semblance of restraint. It was vicious—feral—its movements no longer calculated but devastatingly overwhelming.
