Alexander had dodged death on the battlefield more times than he could count, and giving up was not in his vocabulary.This was it!Alexander's body swiftly responded, channeling a sharp burst of energy that formed into a sword.He sent it slicing toward Gomorrah's throat.Boom!The creature snapped
Under the relentless sun, a team trudged through the sweltering rainforest."Buddy, give me a swig of strong liquor to warm me up," said Alexander.A man with an Eastvale visage and a full beard, tossing over a flask."Much obliged!" replied Alexander, not one for formalities. He downed the liquor i
"Thanks. I owe you a drink back in Wyverna," acknowledged Alexander, grateful he had put his trust in someone as dependable as Tucker."Sure thing, let me just take care of the bill," said Tucker with a grin, heading over to Vanessa.Being away from home, braving all sorts of risks—it was all for th
Alexander scanned the cramped quarters. There was no escaping the giant. "Hey, big guy, make some room!""Are you this desperate to die?!" Seth's fury erupted as he rose, his massive frame causing the boat to sway.The man was a behemoth, easily tipping the scales at 300 kilos.His palm strike was l
"Speak!" Alexander held his sword against Wessel's neck, his voice cold and commanding. The tone was authoritative and left no room for doubt."I can talk, but you have to let me go," replied Wessel, believing he had some leverage and tried to negotiate.With a swift motion, Alexander drew his sword
The whistle blew.The ship of evil docked, and the islanders watching from a distance quickly backed away. They knew very well who was on board.Thud! The ladder was lowered, and the people on the ship slowly descended—a little over 40 of them. At first glance, they seemed amiable, with no trace of
Alexander and Olivia were so engrossed in their conversation when a graceful figure appeared behind Olivia. It was Amber!At that moment, she was wearing gloves and an apron, clearly in the middle of cleaning the house."Amber, with so much work at the company, why not leave the house chores to the
"Mister Kane, what do you think of the Sinister Ship?" Melvyn set down his wine glass, his smile fading to a more serious expression as he asked the question.The only sound in the ancient castle was the howling sea breeze. It was very quiet."That kind of mess shouldn't exist. Destroying it would b