Lucien immediately summoned the two swords. He gripped the Forsaken sword in his right hand—his dominant one—and clutched the Kage Fang in his left. His eyes locked onto the Godzilla with razor focus.
The monster clawed its way up the slope against overwhelming resistance. As more trees thundered down, triggering a massive erosion of soil that cascaded below, the Godzilla held fast, weathering whatever devastation the crumbling terrain hurled at it.
Its eyes blazed at Lucien from afar with crimson light that promised nothing but pure malevolence. The Black Godzilla hungered for nothing more than his death. That desperate bloodlust showed in how it stubbornly hauled itself through the collapsing forest.
The entire landscape had been overturned and now resembled the side of a mountain tearing itself apart, crashing into whatever existed at the grey abyss below them.
