Back when Korbin had every opportunity to crush him inside the tower, but instead chose to let him rise, to toy with him, just so he could show how weak humans truly were. Now, that mistake was turning into a nightmare.
"This human…" Korbin muttered, his voice low and icy, breath misting faintly in the charged air. "I'll make sure to kill him." The words were not loud, but they were soaked in murderous resolve.
He had seen enough to understand what Max could become if left unchecked—a force that could shake the continent, perhaps even rule it. And the demons, proud and ancient, would never allow a human overlord to rise in the Lost Continent. Not now. Not ever.
Similarly, among the sea of humans gathered near the Pillar of Divine Appraisal, three individuals stood apart, their very presence drawing subtle yet instinctive attention.
