A half-hour ticked by, and Skeleton and Viper's war of words raged on."Ah..."The bickering did not wear out the combatants, but Alexander, the onlooker, was bored to yawns."Did they come here to throw punches or just run their mouths?"At that rate, they could have settled their beef and called i
Twilight descended at the base of Witchwood Summit.After a day's rest, Alexander was back in top form and brought Sheila along. Checking out the scene before any big move was a long-standing practice of his.At the entrance to Witchwood Summit, a place everyone had to pass to get up the mountain, t
In the most opulent room of Elegant Oasis Club, a throng of people sat shrouded in a haze of smoke, discussing weighty matters.The smoke was thick enough to make their eyes water."Looks like everyone's here. Time to start," announced an old woman as she rose to her feet, commanding the room with a
With a swift snap, Alexander nonchalantly broke the neck of an assailant.Witchwood Summit was not to be trifled with. It had flexed its muscles without a single blow being struck against it. The assailants who had launched the surprise attack were none other than Witchwood Summit's own assassins."
As Quito met his end and a so-called Lord of War was effortlessly taken down, the onlookers were frozen in place.Most lacked the strength to challenge Alexander. To do so would be suicidal."Clear the path!"Alexander's thunderous command sent a jolt through the crowd, who quickly made way. Leaderl
"Sheila, you hold down the fort. I'm gonna scout the mountain."Alexander had the blueprint etched in his mind, ready to scout out the lay of the land. He knew that understanding both his capabilities and his adversaries' was the key to victory."Be careful," said Sheila, her voice laced with worry.
Outside the Sacred Beetle Palace…Alexander, having confirmed his suspicions, slipped out of the palace and into the cloak of night, his mind racing with plans. He would not dare harm the two-headed serpent or steal its precious scale until it reached its full potential. It had to live.He decided t
The dawn was a blanket of gray. The sun, which should have climbed the sky, was smothered by a thick layer of clouds.At the base of Witchwood Summit, near the mountain's entrance, a throng of people had assembled—a sea of heads moving in a wave.At the forefront was Serpent Staff Granny herself."M