An Understated Dominance By Marina Vittori

Jasper was startled and instinctively raised his arm to stop Willem’s advance. Despite his efforts, the vast power gap between them rendered Jasper helpless against Willem’s relentless pressure. He could only watch in horror as Willem’s fangs inched closer to his neck. Jasper panicked and urged, “What are you fools waiting for? Get in here […]

“Go to hell!” Jasper shivered as he locked eyes with Willem, whose piercing red gaze sent a chill down his spine. Gripping his spear tightly, Jasper swiftly spun it around. With a deft movement, the spearhead dodged Willem’s clawed reach and shot up his arm. Like a striking serpent, it aimed for Willem’s chest with

Willem declared confidently, “My hands are my weapons.” As he stepped forward, his fingers parted slightly, revealing sharp black nails that sprung out like blades. Jasper, wielding a long spear, retorted, “Hmph! Looks like you haven’t trimmed those nails in ages. Today, I’ll give you a hand!” He wasted no time and thrust directly. The

Jasper’s words left everyone feeling uneasy. Their faces soured at his shameless behavior, an audacity they had never witnessed. Not only was he late, but he also exuded an arrogant, self- important demeanor, making it difficult to stomach. “Abundant talent and resources? That’s a laughable claim. What notable figures does Glorian even boast?” Willem scoffed,

The Hall of Gods, with approval from Artea, arranged a meeting of influential leaders from various nations. This collaboration, if fruitful, would pave the way for future gatherings of a similar nature. “I can just ignore the representative from Glorian as long as they don’t get under my skin,” Willem remarked, lifting his wine glass

Batuul’s arrival lifted Anthony’s spirits. Anthony realized that Bailey, sent by the Hall of Gods, had a well-thought- out plan for gathering strong individuals from various nations in such a short time. Willem, clad in a red robe, suddenly spoke with a smile. “Mr. Batuul, I’ve heard that you have perfected your body with Adamantine Body

“Mr. Alessandro, meet Vanzan, Noir, and Shyvan. They are notable figures from Eskus, each possessing impressive skills.” Bailey introduced. “Vanzan? Noir? Shyvan?” Anthony raised an eyebrow, growing more surprised by the moment. In Eskus, the Silent Specters, a mysterious and powerful assassin organization, operated discreetly. They would kill anyone for the right price. One of

Dread often stemmed from the unfamiliar. The Kimboku warriors were skilled and brave in facing ordinary enemies. However, their courage faltered when confronted with the formidable Blood Devil Willem. Willem was a figure of mystery, endowed with immortality and the remarkable ability to transform into a bat. The mention of his name alone was enough to

The one-eyed warrior was furious when he was being ignored. He quickly moved forward with his sword in his hands and delivered a powerful blow to the silhouette. The silhouette didn’t turn around nor did it avoid the attack. Instead, it simply lifted its hand and caught the curved longsword aiming at him. Sparks flew

“Sir, is Bailey trustworthy?” After the departure of the members of the Hall of Gods, a one-eyed warrior asked in a lowered voice. “Trust no one except for those from the Alessandro family.” Anthony shook his head. The Grizz Lord, Bailey, whom he knew before was a loud and proud but mindless person. However, he