A massive, imposing golden statue towered before Kuzon.
It was at least fifty meters tall, though the power and authority it exuded made it appear even larger.
The small mountains and hills looked dwarfed in comparison to the sheer mass of the construct.
Made up purely of energy and having an almost translucent form, the statue stood magnificently erect.
It had an emperor's robe, with a cape that fluttered in the harsh wind. The massive crown that floated atop its head like a halo also rotated slowly.
It held a sceptre in one hand, and a blade was attached to the hip closest to its other hand.
'Looks like the First Prince and Princess are taking refuge in its chest region. That should be where the defence is toughest, then...' Kuzon's thoughts echoed as he stared at the massive thing before him.
Its eyes glowed white, and its lips were drawn into a frown, displaying disapproval. Its meaning brought a grim expectation to Kuzon.