In another sector of the battlefield, the abyssal pressure was suffocating. A surge of Devourer Beasts advanced like a plague upon a cornered regiment, but before obsidian claws could reach the soldiers, a crimson blaze streaked across the sky with the force of a meteorite.
A warrior clad in imposing red armor, adorned with scales and wild dragon-like features, landed in the middle of the horde. He wielded a heavy spear whose tip burned with a dense fire that distorted the surrounding air.
With a circular, explosive sweep of his spear, he unleashed a ring of fire that incinerated dozens of beasts in a single strike. While he lacked the divine containment and massive scale of the blind monk from the Smiling Buddha Kingdom, his combat style was pure brutality, holding hundreds of specimens at bay with each fierce thrust.
"It's the prince of the Blazing Fire Dragon Kingdom!" exclaimed a surviving officer, recognizing the crest of the strongest kingdom beneath imperial rule.
