Rakir roared.
[Blazing Tyrant Domain]
The entire main hall ignited in an instant, transforming into a hall of flame.
Garion stood in the middle of this burning hall, but instead of fear, he laughed.
"So this is your domain, huh? Although it was quite hot, it smelled like burnt chicken. Did you roast a chicken and forget about it?"
Rakir's vein popped on his forehead.
"You arrogant brat. I'll show you REAL flame!"
He lifted both arms and roared.
[Blazing Tyrant Armament]
Flames began to cover his body, forming a suit of blazing hot armor.
Behind him, dozens of flaming weapons formed and hovered in the air.
Garion's eyes lit up.
"Ohhh… close-combat type? That's interesting. I was starting to miss punching things."
Rakir snapped.
"SHUT UP AND DIE!"
He grabbed the flaming axe and charged toward Garion.
Garion stepped aside casually.
The axe slammed into the ground...
BOOOOOOM!
The floor exploded, fire shooting upward like a geyser.
