Volt nodded slightly. Even after recently breaking his arm, his strength had increased. This result satisfied him.
"Ray."
Alfred's gaze settled on him.
Ray stepped forward, eyes bright with anticipation. He clenched his fists, his skeleton popping faintly as the aura of the Golden Dragon King stirred. Even before he struck, the pressure he radiated set him apart.
Barbara's lips trembled.
It won't be that high… It won't be that high…
Bang!
Left fist: 1,156 kilograms.
Bang!
Right fist: 1,348 kilograms.
The room shook.
No one spoke.
Even knowing Ray was strong, none of them had expected this. Volt's power wasn't even a third of his.
Volt recovered first. The tournament had already shown him the gap. What shocked him wasn't that Ray was stronger, but how much stronger.
"Is… is he even human?" Barbara muttered weakly.
Alfred didn't let Ray leave. "Once more. Right hand. Activate the scales."
Ray nodded. Golden light surged as dragon scales spread across his arm.
