Commander Bruno roared as he launched himself toward the colossal Mammoth of the Tundra. The earth trembled beneath the beast's weight, but Bruno was undeterred. His aura exploded outward, a violent storm that made even the Mammoth hesitate. The air thickened with pressure, the battlefield itself groaning under the intensity of his King's Presence.
"This ends here!" Bruno bellowed.
With a single, tremendous leap, Bruno closed the distance. He pulled his massive greatsword from his back, the blade humming as it absorbed his condensed aura. With a force that split the very air, he swung downward, slicing cleanly through one of the Mammoth's towering tusks. The beast shrieked in pain, stumbling backward, snow and ice bursting from its body.
But Bruno's moment of triumph was short-lived.
