An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“You had your chance. Don’t blame me for what happens next,” Dustin said.

With a slight squeeze of his fingers, the steel blades clamped between them shattered with a sharp clang.

Before the two Hall of Gods members could even react, Dustin waved his hand.

The two men were sent flying as if they’d been hit by a truck, hurtling over 30 feet through the air. Blood sprayed from their mouths and noses before they hit the ground. They were critically injured and on the verge of death.

Dustin slowly turned his head and looked at the man who had just tried to ambush him.

The man glanced at the broken sword in his hand, then at Dustin, who looked utterly unfazed. He hesitated for a split second-then bolted.

With a powerful leap, he dove straight for the sea. He knew Dustin’s strength was on a completely different level. There was no chance of outrunning him on land, so the only hope was to disappear into the water.

It might have worked-if not for what happened next.

Just before he hit the water, an invisible force locked him in place. His arms and legs could still move. But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t drop another inc. It was as if some unseen hand had him in an iron grip. Then, to his horror, he felt himself rising farther from the sea.

“Did you really think you could escape?” Dustin said as he made a grasping motion.

the man’s body began to twist unnaturally. Bones cracked,

I surrender.” With his body moments away from being

too late

his body burst apart like a watermelon struck by a cannonball. Chunks of blood and flesh rained down into the sea, dyeing the waters a deep

hadn’t expected Dustin to possess such strength and had killed

he had to guess, Dustin was

had intel on every fighter in West Lucozia. He’d already

a single mention of the man before him. Since when did West Lucozia have

your name?” Mulder tightened

Gods’ enhanced serum. Until now, he had never faced another grandmaster in combat. He had no

martial artists who had achieved divinity from a distance as if it were nothing…

indifferently, “Someone asked me not to kill you right away. He wants to do it himself. Of course, if you resist, I don’t mind crippling

“So what if you’re a grandmaster? That doesn’t mean you

him and said gravely, “Sir Prescott, this brat is tough and not easy to deal with. If we work together, we

Dustin.

more he looked, the more familiar Dustin seemed. He was certain he had seen Dustin somewhere before-but no

Prescott!” Seeing that there was no response, Mulder raised