"Something is wrong."
Grey touched his own chest and frowned. Even though the man he fought carried the unmistakable presence of the king, whom he had already evaporated into nothingness with his Aura Lightning, this one fought differently.
More precise. More powerful.
Too refined in combat.
A better version of how the king had fought, although noticeably weaker in raw strength.
Just then, two silver spears tore through the air.
In the nick of time, Grey vanished from his spot and reappeared a meter away.
The spears landed and unleashed terrifying destruction, ripping through everything in their path.
Looking at the familiar spears, Grey's pupils dilated as he stared at the two approaching men, identical in appearance.
They looked exactly like the king of this kingdom. But Grey had already killed him twice. And now there were two?
Grey cursed in his heart. Starlight glittered around his clenched fist, his gaze sharpening with focus.
