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Wilbur smiled slightly and looked at Braum, saying, "Anyone who says they are the strongest is truly stupid beyond belief." Braum was taken aback.

After that, I turned while the body burned its way to ashes. "I am the strongest. The greatest warrior. The strongest alpha of this generation. It's either you take it or leave it. I am coming. Except me but that will be after I am done with your alpha. Don't you all think you have the greatest Alpha, I will make him this." I said, picking up some dust from where Carlson was burned.

You know this curse killed her only child for Tyrone. It became confusing because the seriousness of what he said was overwhelming the room. “Well, I am the solution and the program, “ I quipped, with more than a hint of irony. “How poetic.” But then Randall leaned in further, and his features became less frightening. “No, Alora, you are not that,” then he stopped for a while before he added, “You are more than that.” You are the strongest of the strongest ever known. And I…” He was fighting to clarify his words. “I can’t lose you.”

He believed in Xiao Chen and was certain that Xiao Chen could do what he himself could not. “So, I’m certain he’ll be able to face the risks we can’t face!” he said softly, confident that Xiao Chen would surely accomplish what he himself had been unable to complete. He firmly believed that someone brave enough to walk the most dangerous path would surely emerge as a stronger and more resolute figure than ever before. Furthermore, he felt that Xiao Chen was someone who needed to grow strong quickly, as he might be the key to defeating their future enemies.

"But..." He asked one more question. "What if they never stop chasing me?" That question felt... Different. Heavier. Almost personal. I answered honestly. "Then don't face them alone." The room became quiet once more. "The strongest people I know..." I smiled as I thought about Jason. "...aren't strong because they fight alone." "They're strong because they build families." "They build friendships." "They build teams." "They build communities." I gestured around the room. "That's why you're all here."

They couldn't really be of much help here anyway, so she urged them to go back. Maxwell and Maxim didn't complain any further because they had a mission in mind. Max had told them he would stay by Trevor's side, so he trusted them to catch those bastards and make them pay, he wanted them off the surface of the earth! Maxwell and Maxim had been surprised by Max's coldness then, the feeling they had when he spoke to them was as if they had been given an order! Their alphas shivered under Max's command! Maxwell knew that Max was actually stronger than he appeared to be. He had already determined that Max was the strongest Alpha in their family, and now there was no doubt about it!

I asked myself. "Help me" I heard her say. Hearinb her say 'help me' soften my heart, her voice was so weak and powerless but still it was ethereal. It was magical. Her voice woke up something in me, I felt a strange urge, to make her mine right there. My staring at her wasn't doing me any good as her smell, physique and voice I heard some seconds ago was messing my mind up. 'Stupid. Listening to me would do you some good. Wake up and stop dreaming. This is why I am stronger than you. Pick her up and get the hell out of here.'

Hero is also the strongest class, I trained a lot alone or with other kids and never got beaten. The world is in danger, they say, hope is crumbling, they groan, a world like this is not Hell, it is a Hero's dream come true! But life is also a path paved with ridiculous complications. "Among the emissaries? The strongest would be the Avatars." That's what an adventurer who stopped by my village told me when I asked him about the strongest heroes. Was I not clear enough? Did he really think I was speaking rhetorically?

Or call him the biggest idiot alive? “Storm Fang Pack is the strongest pack in the world,” I gritted out. “What makes you think we can even win?” Eason shot me an unimpressed look. One of the younger soldiers grinned and said, “We’re Northerners. Every single one of us is stronger than them. They humiliated you—we’ll make sure they regret it.” As if to back him up, all the wolves howled in unison, the sound rising through the trees, shaking the night. It was a breathtaking display of unity, raw and powerful.

It is in these moments of extreme physical exertion that true strength is forged. With determination in my voice, I command them to “form a line, standing side by side.” Their bewildered expressions meet my gaze as I confidently instruct them to conquer this hill five times. The disbelief in their eyes only fuels my motivation, for I know that this demanding task will push them to their limits and ultimately strengthen them.