Even though he knew that Apophis was strong, Malachi was still a bit annoyed after seeing him get up right away.
The dragon dusted off his chest and pants casually before taking in the sight of a newly large and furry Malachi.
Whether he was surprised or not, he showed no visible reaction on his face.
He simply seemed to be taking this all in stride as if it were a casual walk in the park.
And that seemed to annoy Malachi quite a bit; so much so that he believed it his place to take the overconfident prince down a few pegs.
Malachi dropped onto all fours and started channeling power into his legs and feet.
A bit more than he was used to, honestly…
The difference in power compared to now and before he absorbed the totems was a bit like suddenly swapping from a small pistol to a gattling gun- a fact that he wouldn't realize until it was too late.
The difference in treatment between grandmothers and their actual children is way too different. why this lady trying to feed my baby tiny cut up pieces of steak and potatoes??!