The Molten Lava Fire Lord's glare was harsh, and when it saw the true face of the intruder bothering it, its already unattractive face twisted even more.
"A lowly dark magic plant, daring to disturb the Guardian's peace, I will shatter you into pieces," the Molten Lava Giant, created with the power of volcanic lava, had a quirky temper and was prone to rage.
Its arms moved with a crackling sound, quickly condensing a blazing rock spear, ready to hurl it at the insolent dark magic plant.
But at that moment, a magical wave emitted from the dark magic plant's body, making even the Molten Lava Lord shiver.
This was the magical wave of the Summoning Demon Hand.
The Molten Lava Lord was created by the first Pope, fused with the power of the Summoning Demon Hand.
Like seeing a long-lost relative, fiery tears rolled down from the Molten Lava Lord's eyes.
"Master, you've finally returned. Little Fire has waited for you for thousands of years!"
Little Fire...
