Just a short distance from the moon, the silence of space was broken by the roar of two giants — Asher's golden avatar and the flaming titan.
They floated opposite each other, huge beyond imagination. The moon looked like a ball toy between them.
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Neither of them moved — not because of hesitation, but because the arrogant titan had realized it was facing a being on the same level.
Still, that alone wasn't enough to make it admit defeat or even falter. As a being born from the strongest race in existence, its pride was no smaller than that of the ancient dragons.
In fact, the titans believed they stood above all others — they simply grew stronger by existing and devouring planets.
"You dare oppose me with this trickery? Just because it looks big doesn't mean it holds equal strength!"
Asher smirked, tilting his head slightly.
"Oh, don't worry. Size doesn't matter. Performance does — and you're about to find out you've got neither."
