A shroud of pitch-black energy cloaked Robert's entire body, making his tall, lean frame seem even more imposing. His eyes—bright as stars—locked onto the man with braided dreads and the others, gleaming with a cold, focused intensity.
Night Legend activated.
In an instant, all of Robert's stats surged exponentially. His power skyrocketed to S+ level, and the pressure radiating from him grew heavier by the second, like a storm about to break.
The man with braided dreads and his crew felt a chill crawl up their spines. Something was off.
"His aura… it changed," one of them muttered, unease creeping into his voice.
"No idea what that is…"
"Probably just trying to act tough. Don't overthink it. Let's take him out fast and go back up Slade."
"…"
One of them—a speed-type Awakener—gripped his short blade and lunged forward, aiming to end it quickly.
But Robert's gaze snapped to him. His star-like eyes sharpened.
"Justice… delivered."
