They roared as they emerged on the sea, their roar synchronized with the surging waves, launching a frenzied attack on the insignificant humans trapped in this apocalyptic scene.
This was a spectacle that existed only in mythological tales, something that could never be witnessed in reality.
Enormous ferocious beasts charged out on the dark ocean, surrounded by rolling waves, a truly stunning sight reminiscent of mythological stories.
Facing such a terrifying assault, Beluti thought she ought to feel terrified.
Even Beluti, who had traveled to the source, visited the world, and experienced all manner of good and bad events, had never witnessed such a scene; it was indeed somewhat frightening.
Beluti's strength might be lacking, but her experience and insight far surpassed that of ordinary people.
She was certain that facing such a catastrophic assault, even a saint would find themselves in crisis.
