An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

On the battle ring, Fenley and Dalen stared at each other from a distance.

Both were geniuses who stood out among thousands, but Fenley had the edge in reputation and prestige. However, Dalen had more fans, and the reason was simple-he was handsome.

As soon as he entered the ring, cheers erupted from the crowd. Most voices belonged to young women who had formed an energetic cheer squad. They encouraged and chanted his name like fans meeting their favorite celebrity.

But it wasn’t just the women that were drawn to him. Dalen’s looks held a certain charm for another group as well. Some bold men, ignoring the awkward glances around them, openly declared their affection. Their behavior was bordering on wild obsession.

“Dalen! I love you more than a dog loves a good belly rub.”

“Dalen! I’d do anything for you.”

“Dalen! Do you know the difference between you and the stars? The stars are up there, but you’re in my heart.”

The fanatical outbursts came from men holding banners and shouting cheesy lines. Their voices were even louder than the women’s cheer squad. 1

It was quite a sight, and the surrounding spectators were unsure how to respond. While it took real courage for men to express their love for one another, it was something most people needed time to adjust to.

“Looks like Mr. Shade is quite the popular guy. He even got men swooning over him.”

“Sometimes, being good-looking can be a bit of a hassle.”

Crystal and Ruby shared a knowing glance and could barely hold back their laughter. Beneath their amusement lay an unexpected thrill at his striking looks. If he happened to be into men, the sisters realized it would undoubtedly turn things up a notch.

the battle ring, Dalen was unfazed by the cheers and shouts around him. He had

anticipation, Oron wasted no time and

Dalen Shade from the Shadow

the Celestial

it to the top eight was no pushover. Even with complete confidence, he knew better than to underestimate his opponent. He knew that every

to learning from you today,” Dalen said, slowly pulling out a folded fan from his

match with Jude. But now he wasn’t going to

hands clasped behind his

he closed in, he flicked his

“Child’s play!”

stomp, the ground beneath him cracked open

surge of internal energy burst forth like a raging storm. It

distorted the atmosphere with sheer power, tearing through

ultimate grandmaster level. Just a single stomp could send

“Huh?”

realized he couldn’t withstand Fenley’s attack. With a quick push from the ground, he launched himself into the air like a

sneered. “What

He raised his hand,

a mountain, accompanied by a thunderous roar as if it aimed to