The Celestial King paused, his attention stolen by the sudden surge of power radiating from his ally. The Demon King's aura ballooned outward like a tidal wave of raw, violent energy. It wasn't just powerful—it was divine in its oppression. Even Rebecca momentarily shifted her gaze toward it.
"Show off," the Celestial King muttered under his breath. But despite the complaint, a faint smile danced on his lips. He wouldn't deny a welcome power-up from an ally, especially now.
Then it happened.
The Eye of Pride turned its malevolent gaze toward Rebecca. What began as a silent stare quickly transformed into a menacing glare, the pupil sharpening like a blade. The Demon King, on the other hand, reveled in the sudden surge of strength coursing through him. He had been preparing to leap into battle, but something made him pause. His power—it was still rising, and not gradually, but exponentially.
