"You are weak!"
The voice shattered the tension like a thunderclap, bursting forth with a familiar yet chaotic energy signature. The Khaos gate within him trembled, pulsing with eldritch light. The seal cracked open, and from within, a shadowy figure emerged.
In a flash of spatial distortion, the shadow tore open his domain and leapt into the battlefield.
"What do we have here?!" the figure howled, materializing mid-air. "I almost missed out on the fun!"
Everyone froze.
Because the voice had come from—of all things—a weak-looking, scrawny wooden golem barely worthy of laughter.
Even the female beastmaster stared in confusion. Then she burst into hysterical laughter. "Hah! This is your secret weapon?! What is this nonsense?!"
