Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 429

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley 429**
**Chapter 429: Roar of the White Tiger**

Calum threw his head back, unleashing a roar that reverberated through the heavens, a sound so fierce it seemed to tear the very fabric of the sky. A surge of unrestrained energy emanated from him, rippling through the air like a shockwave, pushing back against the chaos of the battlefield.

Rumble!

The fiery meteorites raining down from above met this overwhelming force, colliding with it in a cacophony of sound and light, bursting apart like damp sparklers—each one extinguishing almost immediately upon impact.

Not a single ember dared to come close to him.

The savage ice thorns, capable of encasing the entire mountain range in glistening crystal, shattered one by one, scattering into a dazzling storm of shards that sparkled like stars in the twilight.

With a single roar, Calum had obliterated the synchronized assault of two peak-level eleven warriors, showcasing the brutal truth of a higher-tier fighter dominating those beneath him.

Marcus and Lucien stood off to the side, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and determination. Fear did not grip their hearts; instead, a hotter, fiercer fire ignited within them, a primal urge to engage in battle, to prove themselves against this formidable opponent.

They surged toward Calum once more, flames and frost dancing in their gazes. They became twin streaks of elemental fury—one blazing with fire, the other glistening with ice—slashing in from opposite directions.

In an instant, smoke enveloped the battlefield, creating a thick shroud that obscured everything.

The ground trembled beneath them, cracking and splitting under the sheer force of their combined might.

At last, Calum sprang into action.

His massive frame shot forward like a bolt of white lightning, slicing through the air with remarkable speed, locking onto the phoenix hovering above him.

Distance became meaningless in the face of his velocity. In the blink of an eye, he found himself directly in front of Lucien.

“So fast!” Lucien exclaimed, his eyes narrowing in astonishment as he took in the sheer power of his opponent.

Calum’s claws, sharp as the finest steel, struck down with a force that seemed capable of tearing apart the very sky itself. The impact was so immense that it felt as if the heavens might split open.

Had that strike landed in full, even a divine beast would have been left gravely injured.

Yet, in that fleeting moment of contact, something changed. Calum’s motion faltered, just barely perceptible to the keenest observer.

He slowed deliberately, crafting a clear opening that Lucien could have slipped through with ease.

Calum had no intention of winning this spar.

His objective was straightforward—to demonstrate his strength to Emma. He had no desire to inflict real harm upon her mate.

With Lucien’s sharp combat instincts, the opening he presented was glaringly obvious—a beacon amid the chaos. Evading it would have been child’s play.

Yet, to Calum’s surprise, Lucien did not retreat. Instead, he leaned in, almost inviting the tiger’s claws to meet his magnificent wings.

A sly grin flickered across Lucien’s fiery phoenix eyes.

“You!” Calum gasped, realization dawning upon him like a sudden flash of lightning.

Lucien had been baiting him all along.

There was no time to ponder the implications. Calum yanked back the force of his energy in an instant.

The mountain-crushing, stone-splitting power reversed sharply, hard as granite.

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