Asher's system glitching could've been a disadvantage under normal circumstances—but right now, it felt like clarity. Like the fog had been wiped clean.
The glitch reminded him of one thing—this wasn't his domain. He was powerless here. At least, compared to the ones who owned this cursed place. If he let rage and emotion take over, he'd dance forever on Max's strings like his little plaything.
And from their little exchange, he'd picked up on something critical: Max was only strong inside the demon domain. Outside this corrupted sandbox, he was just another spoiled princeling with too much confidence and not enough caution.
So.....
"You know what?" Asher scoffed. "You almost had me. Dragged me down to my lowest. Twisted my head up real good."
He smiled, lips curling into a grin. "But you forgot one thing, Max!"
He raised his hand.
