The doors opened, and several spectral staff members guided a single Vornis into the hall.
Lucius turned his gaze toward the beast, his smirk widening slightly.
The Vornis stood firm, its stance aggressive, its eyes burning with battle instinct—the same fierce personality as Vorafang.
But—
It wasn't yet a true war beast.
And—
It was still an Elite-tier beast.
Lucius tilted his head slightly, observing its movements, already formulating his plan.
"Hmm… You're not quite there yet."
Luna, watching from the side, raised her eyebrow.
"It looks tough, but you're saying it's not ready?"
Lucius nodded, his smirk deepening.
"It's fierce, yes… but it lacks discipline. It lacks tactics. It lacks true war instinct."
Liora crossed her arms.
"Then, are you going to train it like Leon?"
Lucius chuckled.
"Not just train it. I'm going to evolve it and make it a perfect war beast."
He raised his hand, activating his system.
"System."
