"Two down, six to go."
Alex's grin widened as he strode forward, his left arm shifting and warping into the jagged, blood-streaked form of the [Bleeding Dragon Claws].
The transformation sent a deep, crimson glow pulsing through his veins, filling the air with an eerie hum.
As he advanced, another layer of power surrounded him.
His [Universal Orbs] emerged, glowing spheres of shifting energy, each pulsing with a different color as they materialized and began orbiting around him like celestial bodies.
The moment they stabilized, the battlefield was no longer just six against one.
It was six against Alex and everything he wielded.
He was bringing out his full arsenal now.
He wasn't here to play around, this fight needed to end.
Across from him, Lord X stood unfazed, his gaze steady.
He raised a hand and pointed at Alex, speaking in a flat, almost disinterested tone, to the [Guardians of Hatred].
"Just don't get hit, and you should be fine. I'll… take care of the rest."
