CHAPTER 12 : THE TRUE MASTER
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THE TRUE MASTER
Deep inside the dark cave, Malakor was no longer alone. He was standing before a massive, terrifying portal that glowed with purple and black energy. The air was thick with power that was far greater than anything Malakor possessed.
From the shadows, a deep, booming voice spoke.
"They spared you?" the voice asked, sounding amused but dangerous.
"Yes, My Lord," Malakor bowed respectfully, his attitude completely different from when he was facing Lance. "They were so arrogant and full of themselves. They thought they have won. They thought I was the strongest."
"And you did well to pretend," the voice said. "You acted weak and pathetic perfectly. It made them lower their guard."
Suddenly, the portal opened wide. A figure so tall and massive stepped out. He was covered in heavy, dark armor that seemed to be made of melted iron and bones. His presence was so heavy that Malakor was sweating just standing near him.
He was GORBON, the DARK EMPEROR. The ruler of the entire dark realm.
"I heard that there is a child here with incredible power," Gorbon said, his voice shaking the ground. "And there is a King and Queen who think they are invincible?"
Malakor smiled evilly. "Yes, My Lord. They are strong, yes. But they are nothing compared to you. They have no idea that you are coming for them."
"They killed your men, and they defeated you?" Gorbon asked.
"They just got lucky," Malakor said quickly. "But now that you are here, My Lord... they are nothing. We have thousands of soldiers waiting. We have the strongest warriors in the world under your command."
Gorbon laughed loudly, a sound that was filled with darkness.
"Good. Prepare everything. We will not just take the child. We will crush their kingdom, break their pride, and make them realize that there are beings far greater than them in this world."
"They thought it was over?" Gorbon clenched his massive fist. "It hasn't even started yet."
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