"Dreadmoor?"Alexander was all too familiar with that name. It was not the first time it had come up, not since the takedown of The Rainbow Geosurvey team.Dreadmoor was Arcanus Master's trusted lieutenant."Seal off the airport. No flights out," Alexander commanded, striding out of the conference r
"Sir, awaiting your orders." Phoenix's voice came through, clear and quick, on the Temple of War's secure line."Any activity from the Temple of War in the Moon Deity Ruins lately?" asked Alexander. The area was vast, and teamwork would make their search easier.Shortly after, Phoenix came through w
With a collective gasp, the rainforest dwellers raised their hands in awe and bowed before him, revering Alexander as if he were a god.They had witnessed his descent in a blaze of golden light, and they gazed upon him with veneration."Am I a god?" Alexander pondered, understanding their language w
That intermittent, terrifying presence that flickered in and out of perception filled him with dread.The other fighters felt it too, their eyes drawn upward, brows furrowed in concern."You two, check it out," ordered Steward Kulex, his voice steady but tense.The two warriors reluctantly leaped to
Somewhere in the rainforest, a makeshift camp had been thrown together."It's so freaking hot, I can't even think about eating." A fat old man, shaped like a beach ball, grimaced at the food in front of him, his appetite gone with the wind.The jungle was a sauna at noon, temperatures soaring past 3
"Save your breath," Alexander said, kneeling to check his body.The battle had taken its toll, the overexertion of energy straining Yestin's very life force. "Sir... I'm not going to make it. Can you...help me back to Wyverna?" Yestin managed a weak smile, his loyalty to Wyverna undiminished even in
"Are you referring to the Alexander who destroyed Fang Saint Temple? If so, that would be me," Alexander declared.He fixed his gaze on Emily, a cold determination evident in his eyes, though he made no move to draw his sword. To him, the enemy before him was simply too weak to warrant such an effor
"Emily has gone missing. Everyone, what should we do?" The first to speak was Cleto, the Deputy Master of Mayan Saint Temple. He was the strongest among the forces that had gathered, already a half-step away from transcending humanity.A man in his fifties, dressed in biker gear, stood up and slamm