The Behemoth Legion charged, their roars shaking the earth. Leon inhaled deeply, feeling the power of Hellfire Dominion pulse through him. He extended his hand, and a wall of crimson flames erupted, swallowing the first wave of enemies whole.
The warlord slashed through the fire, emerging unscathed. "You'll have to do better than that, God-King."
Leon's eyes narrowed. This opponent was different. His aura was thick with the essence of abyssal energy. The System's warning flashed in Leon's mind:
[Abyssal Corruption Detected: Caution Advised]
Elara and Kai flanked Leon, ready for battle. "We'll hold off the legion," Kai said. "You take down the warlord."
Leon nodded and lunged forward. Their weapons clashed, sending shockwaves through the battlefield. Each strike of Leon's blade sent bursts of hellfire cascading through the air, but the warlord countered with raw abyssal might.
The fight raged on, a dance of power and destruction. But as the battle neared its climax, the warlord revealed his trump card—a forbidden abyssal transformation that twisted his form into a monstrous behemoth.
Leon clenched his fists. This was going to be his toughest battle yet.