Ethan let out a cold laugh, eyes flashing with ruthless clarity. No hesitation—he shot forward like a blade through silk. The system had already scanned the enemy's data panel. Name: Kreloth.
And the power radiating off him? Wild. Far beyond what Ethan had expected.
But if he could absorb that power—if he could draw it into himself and share it with the Emerald Castle army—it could change everything.
He chased Kreloth across countless planes, tearing through dimensional seams, until finally, he caught up with him at the edge of a vast, sapphire-blue ocean.
Waves crashed against jagged rocks. The air was crisp, almost peaceful. But Ethan had no time for scenery. His mission was urgent, and the man before him was the key.
"Kreloth," he called out, voice laced with mockery. "Running off somewhere?"
Power surged from Ethan's body, a tidal wave of force that swept out and locked onto his target.
Kreloth spun midair, eyes wide. "You followed me? And you know my name?!"
