At White Bear Fortress, it was nearly noon, and the blazing sun hung high in the sky. The entire fortress buzzed with festivity, and over two thousand people gathered. White Bear was getting married, and his reputation in the Sinister Territory drew a significant number of guests.On a makeshift sta
The eldest young miss of the Lopez family was in a state of panic, unsure of what to do. She brought a group of combatants to rescue her younger sister, but now it seemed she might end up needing to save herself. The Sinister Territory was far more dangerous than she anticipated.Her gaze drifted to
White Bear, despite his bravado, knew better than to face Alexander alone. The terrifying tales of Alexander's past battles already instilled fear deep within him."Alexander, this battle formation has never failed me," White Bear declared confidently, though his voice wavered.Alexander merely shoo
The Alexa Sword descended with a mighty force, shattering the black iron rod and sending White Bear flying back over ten feet. The platform beneath him crumbled, leaving only debris in its wake."Without the battle formation, you're nothing," Alexander remarked coldly, his sword at the ready as he a
The news of White Bear's death spread like wildfire, igniting a storm of fury in Crimson Wyrm Master. His face twisted in disbelief and rage as he slammed his fist down on the table."Less than two days and White Bear is dead? Can anyone explain what happened?" he thundered, his voice reverberating
"Alexander, what's happening over there?"Amber's brows furrowed with anxiety, her previously hidden worry fully exposed. The explosion shook her, and concern was etched all over her face. Though she did not fully understand the Sinister Territory, the bits of information she gathered painted it as
"Say what you have to say. I don't have the patience for games!" Alexander's voice was icy, his face void of any expression. The falling sword halted mid-air."If I tell you what I know, will you let me live?" The other man grinned slyly, trying to negotiate. Dropping critical information at a pivot
The convoy rolled to a stop in an open field by the lake. Alexander's team began unloading supplies and preparing for a meal. In the Sinister Territory, where supplies were scarce, it was customary to eat and drink well before facing life-or-death battles. Alexander adhered to these customs, taking