Arelis was the [Winged Colossal], and his appearance immediately set him apart from the others Sam had faced so far.
He possessed an almost angelic face, calm and sharp at the same time, paired with an unsettling smile that never fully faded.
He wore a long robe that looked as though it had been woven entirely from feathers, layered and overlapping, shifting slightly with every movement he made.
Behind his back, four massive wings extended outward.
Two of them were a pristine white that reflected the light around them, while the other two were a deep, ominous dark shade, all four glinting faintly as if honed to perfection.
[His wings are sharp.]
"Hm."
Sam took that in quietly.
Bound by the rules of the [Colossal Space], Sam was restricted to using only his wings to fight, and unlike Arelis, he only had two.
That alone placed him at a clear disadvantage.
"I wonder how you managed to defeat the [Colossal of Light]," Arelis said with a light laugh, his tone dismissive.
