Those runes are not carved; they're more like natural imprints, with lines ancient and eerie, emanating the obscure charm of a Divine Beast—usually concealed beneath the skin, only faintly glowing with a golden sheen. Once his aura surges, the runes abruptly light up, like red-hot brands embedded in the flesh, intertwined with the muscle patterns of his entire body, adding an ominous and wild intimidation.
His hair remains unbound, his unruly black hair sprawls like a lion's mane over his shoulders, with twigs and beast blood clinging to the ends; his brows are rugged, brow bones protruding, eyes dark amber, sweeping through with a beast-like ferocity and untamed spirit, as if about to devour someone the next moment.
