Zane's face darkened as Damian's challenge hung in the air, but he could not come up with a comeback.The next generation had failed to live up to expectations, their skills lacking.Damian Habeck was a force to be reckoned with—a Southern Fist prodigy who had mastered kickboxing in Alstonberg and d
That guy... He was no ordinary fighter!A muscle in Damian's eye twitched as he locked eyes with Alexander, sizing him up in a heartbeat.Alexander had burst onto the scene with a downright chilling speed, on par with the legends of the fighter community's Grandmasters. Could Regulus Windsur really
Still thought he could lay a claim to the token?Not anymore.In Regulus Windsur, the ranks of fighters were tightly guarded fortresses. From energy transformation Grandmasters to supreme grand martials, from Martial Overlords to Unity Lords of War, each new level was a leap across a vast gulf of po
Zane felt like he was about to explode at Alexander's words.The audacious Martial Power, challenging the Yanker family? That was just plain bullying!Last time, his loss to Alexander had gone unnoticed, sparing his reputation. However, a public challenge from Alexander then? He had no choice but to
The mood in the room was grim until a familiar, buoyant voice broke the silence. "Looks like you've hit a snag," Alexander said with a grin as he stood at the conference room door.It was Alexander. Fresh from his trip to Yewspire Mountain, he made a beeline for the company, arriving just in time fo
The man in question, Vicenzo Batson, was the Little Knife Society's rudder in those troubled waters. His name was a byword for cunning, his connections a web that spanned from the city's elite to its humble street sweepers. Even the fishmongers served as his eyes and ears, his network was as deep as
Alexander shook his head.Where was he going with that?Vicenzo kept his eyes glued to Alexander, not showing an ounce of respect for the so-called 'King of Ol' Mare'.The moment Alexander's head stopped moving, Vicenzo's hefty frame surged forward, launching off the dock.Like a bolt from the blue,
'Alexander, have you lost your mind?' Vicenzo snapped mentally.Vicenzo's eyes locked onto Alexander's with a fierce intensity. He took in the sight of his 50-odd men strewn across the dock in disarray and steeled himself.This was it. It was then or never.He took out Afred, then dove into the sea