These other enlightened creatures held something within them. Something the Tyrant craved with desperate hunger. What Finn could clearly identify as divine essence.
The Tyrant had reached a limit. It could feel the ceiling pressing down on its growth. And while the path of enlightenment had brought it this far, it wasn't showing a way forward anymore.
So the Tyrant changed tactics.
If enlightenment wouldn't grant more power, perhaps... devouring divine essence would.
Finn followed the Tyrant's journey over the following years as it hunted other divine beasts. Tracked them down one by one. Challenged them to combat with the specific purpose of killing and devouring their essence.
Some fights were close. A serpent that commanded earth and stone, making the ground itself a weapon. A tiger that moved faster than sight, its claws leaving wounds that refused to heal. A bear that grew larger with each injury it sustained, becoming more dangerous the longer the fight lasted.
