The arena trembled with anticipation. Light from the runes pulsed like a heartbeat across the walls, sealing all within. Silence fell—an expectant hush broken only by the crackling energy that suffused the chamber.
Seth rolled his neck, muscles loosening, breath steady. Across from him, the Alpha Team leader planted his glaive into the stone floor with a resounding clang. Sparks danced where steel met stone.
“You still have time to back down,” the man said, voice booming in the chamber. “Alpha Team doesn’t waste time with reckless egos.”
Seth’s lips curled. “I’m not backing down from anything. Especially not you.”
The crowd pressed closer along the edges, murmurs filling the air. Who is he? What kind of power does he have? The Harbinger label wrapped him in a shroud of mystery, and Set
