Never Alone
Even Lucian’s golden aura flared slightly.
“What now?” Raven demanded.
A shadow moved across the jagged walls, faster than the eye could follow. And then—he emerged.
The Overlord.
But this time, he was different. His crimson armor was damaged, his energy flickering, but there was something new in his eyes: recognition, almost respect, but with an undercurrent of anger.
“You’ve grown stronger,” he said, voice echoing ominously through the half-collapsed hangar. “Stronger than I anticipated. But strength without understanding… is meaningless.”
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