Corus had finally beaten the Ningon with his calm and decisive skills, he sheath his sword back, as he moved his feet, the rock floor and walls moving as he walked towards the castle of the ancient kingdom. "This castle is smaller than the fog kingdom's castle, I wonder what could be in it."
The castle was huge, it was made of wood and stones, and it had three towers, it was truly a palace, Corus looked like an ant compared to the castle. "However it's still a castle truly." Corus then walked over to the wooden entrance of the huge castle.
He twisted the knob as it opened, he swinged the door and saw the first room, the room had two staircase leading to more doors and a couch between the two staircases, but the place was filled with Strong Minions, about in the range of twenty - thirty, they were golems and huge lions.
"This is still too easy for me, Corus the prince of the fog kingdom." Corus dashed towards the first golem he saw as he laid his hands on the golem's stone arm and twisted it, immediately breaking it, but the golem didn't have bones so it just cracked.
However the golem and more golems of its own kind surrounded Corus, however Corus remain his calm movements and pulled his sword. "Fire Magicu: Fire Spurts!" Then Corus slashed his sword as his sword shot up fire like whip spurts onto the other golems, destroying them that instant.
The golems were being destroyed one by one as they tried to attack to no avail, Corus was just too strong, the giant lion came to try and attack, but Corus just slashed the air infront of them and fire spurts were launched towards the giant lion, burning it to ashes.
The fire spurts were hotter than the core of the sun, making it one of the strongest moves of Corus. But then a giant lion actually managed to sneak up behind Corus as it was about to scratch Corus. However it turned out the Corus it scratch was a fog clone and the real one was behind the giant Lion.
Then finally, with one stab to the head, he eliminated every monster in the entire room with such ease it made him weaker, now he could sense that his metal was about six hundred, because he could feel his speed getting faster, and his strength, growing.