The strength inside the manifestation's arms was far beyond what Simon's real body could produce.
He felt it when he adjusted his grip on the hilt of the Chaos Blade.
The giant's fingers closed around the projected sword, and the pressure spreading from that simple movement drove the dust below into a broad depression.
His physical hands had barely moved.
Size was only the most obvious change.
The Uruqath's third eye ability gave his demonic energy a body through which it could exert more force. Its limbs could bear power that would have torn his flesh apart long before he released an attack.
Simon remained within its chest, but the strength answering him belonged to the colossal form surrounding him.
And the four seeds were making it stronger.
Wrath's destructive power filled the giant's arms and sword. Pride held that power to Simon's intent, while its pressure made the surrounding wind gather behind the six enormous wings.
Greed pressed the other seeds to give more.
