The clash between Leon and Malachi tore through the training hall in a blur of motion, each collision shaking the reinforced ground beneath them.
The hall was built to withstand monsters in human form, yet even its walls quivered under the force of their exchange.
Leon met Malachi strike for strike, his focus locked on the primal energy roaring off the beast man like a living tempest.
Far away in the throne room, Alexander watched through his viewing orb, the scene reflected across its surface with perfect detail.
His expression tightened in disbelief.
He had only meant to check on Leon's sudden arrival with several visitors.
Leon was free to use the palace as he pleased, but an emperor still had to know who walked within his walls.
Instead of a simple inspection, he found himself staring at a duel that made his breath catch.
