From nothing ..
a long wooden staff appeared in his hand.
It looked ordinary.
Like nothing more than a simple walking stick.
Not a magical artifact.
Not a weapon.
And yet ..
Maskith performed something extraordinary with it.
He tapped the ground lightly.
A gentle touch with no force whatsoever.
And yet, from that touch, a massive sonic wave erupted ..
instantly engulfing the entire gathering of Ultras.
The sharp resonance forced them all into silence.
Their gazes lifted… toward Maskith.
He offered no speech.
No explanation.
Instead, he slowly raised his staff as his body ignited with a dark, overwhelming aura.
Behind him, Wesker watched .
his eyes widening with every passing second.
Slowly, he raised his head, staring at the power taking shape.
Maskith's aura… was becoming material.
"…It looks like… a woman?"
A colossal female figure emerged.
Her hair was gray.
Her face concealed behind a round, white mask.
