Flameborn remained pinned under the ocean's oppressive force, its mana-infused weight unyielding despite his struggles, his scales straining under the pressure. "I will never submit to you, bastard!" he roared, his voice defiant even as he fought to break free, his claws digging futilely into the seabed.
"Your foolishness baffles me. Your abilities may have boosted you to a four-star god at best, but that's still far from matching my strength," Oren said calmly, his tone almost pitying. "You've made your choice. I'll respect it." With that, he pivoted his arm, hurling his trident toward the pinned Flameborn with all his might, the weapon cutting through the water like a divine spear.
