Theodore looked over. Alan, who had originally stood at a height of 175 centimeters, now towered at 2.8 meters tall. Encased entirely in heavy armor that radiated an aura of formidable power, Alan bore a symbol on his chest piece that sent a chill of extraordinary danger straight through Theodore's heart.
Transformed into Gallantmon X, Alan looked down at Laxus standing beside him and said, "Step back, Laxus. You're still in over your head trying to fight these demons right now. See if you can round up anyone inside this base who knows anything about the Dark Magic Cult. We'll need some information later."
Though reluctant, Laxus backed away. Always fiercely competitive since childhood, he had constantly dreamed of defeating Alan at least once. He never imagined that a chance encounter with a random demon would leave him in such a battered state. Clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white, Laxus resolved to push himself harder than ever in the days ahead so he wouldn't fall too far behind his big brother.
Chapter 18