Strax stared intently at Aldric. His eyes, golden like embers containing restrained fury, burned with the weight of a thousand battles fought. The silence that followed was so thick it felt like it could cut through reality itself. The world around them trembled, as if even the wind held its breath for what was to come.
"I always figured something was going on behind the scenes… especially with an idiot like Aldric chasing power…" Strax spat the words with contempt, the muscles of his body trembling with barely contained force.
He took a step forward. The ground groaned beneath his feet, and cracks spread like webs on a battlefield about to collapse.
"Come on... show yourself."
His voice echoed like thunder from the dawn of time. It wasn't a plea. It wasn't an invitation. It was a sentence. A demand that could not be ignored.
