Samiel blinked once, then twice, as the golden flames surrounding him dissipated. The immense power coursing through him now felt natural, like an old friend he had forgotten about but was always there.
Without hesitation, he flew upward, gently landing atop the dragon's head. His movements were fluid, more in control than before, and his eyes, now both glowing a deep crimson, burned with quiet determination.
Zhulthar, still frozen and immobilized, could only watch as Samiel's crimson gaze pierced through him. A subtle tremor ran through the Abyss Lord's body, though he remained unable to move. There was a faint, desperate flicker of rage in his eyes, but it was eclipsed by the looming dread of what was coming.
Samiel's focus shifted from Zhulthar to Lucian, who still stood frozen.
With a steady voice, carrying the weight of authority and respect, Samiel spoke, "Lucian... free them."
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