With Voryss kneeling faithfully beside him, Anthony's gaze shifted toward Klaus, who stood opposite, an unreadable smile tugging at his lips. He wondered silently what Klaus was planning to do now, his curiosity hidden beneath a calm expression.
Anthony himself knew very little about Voryss, the being who now stood as his servant. The system had only once informed him that she was a Primordial Behemoth, and then, without further explanation, it had vanished, offering no additional details.
Back then, Anthony had only just awakened his abilities; he was far too inexperienced to truly comprehend the sheer scale of power that such a designation implied. The words Primordial Behemoth meant almost nothing to him at the time, other than sounding like something impossibly ancient and terrifying.
Even now, standing in the present moment, Anthony did not know whether Voryss surpassed Klaus in strength or if Klaus, with all his mastery and overwhelming aura, was the superior one.
