"Wait… the other snake… he's of the Yang Element?" Elyon looked at Xiao Yang.
The moment he turned to the white snake, his darkness sense recoiled in instinctive fear. His beast blood shivered in his veins—Yang was the antithesis of all he was.
"Indeed. They're twins," Lin Mu said.
"Twin snakes of Yin and Yang… I've never even heard of such creatures," Elyon muttered. His hands trembled slightly as he stared at them, and the more he looked, the more intense the pressure seemed.
HISSHISS
The twins rose in tandem, their full aura surging forth for the first time.
Elyon's eyes widened.
His Dark Wolf Bloodline—his pride, his strength—shrank back in fear. His instincts screamed danger. And yet he could not move. It was as if time had frozen and he stood before not two snakes…
But two Primordial Sovereigns of the beast world.
Elyon's breath caught in his throat as the twin serpents rose together.
