An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Open up!” Danny roared as he slammed his fist into the bronze door.

A surge of internal energy exploded from his body.

The door shook with a deafening boom, and dust scattered, but nothing unusual happened. The symbols on its surface flickered briefly before fading.

“Hmm?” Danny froze as he stared at the undamaged door in disbelief.

With his natural strength and the power his techniques granted him, he had expected the bronze door to shatter easily. But what he saw before him completely defied his expectations.

The murmurs behind him only added to his unease. He had boasted so confidently about smashing the door open, yet it hadn’t budged an inch. His face flushed with embarrassment.

“I don’t believe it!” Danny took a deep breath and channeled all his internal energy into his fists before striking the bronze door again.

Another loud crash echoed as the bronze door trembled, and the dust fell off. The mysterious symbols on the door glowed once more. Like before, the door remained intact, but his fist was numb from the impact.

Marcell frowned at the sight. He had expected Danny to be a formidable ally, but now it seemed he couldn’t even break a door.

“What’s wrong with Mr. Gallagher? Did he forget to eat? His punch was weak.”

“They say Danny’s got godlike strength, but from what I’m seeing, it doesn’t look so impressive.”

The two teams started murmuring among themselves and questioned Danny’s abilities. In their line of work, strength was everything.

mission for the Hall of Gods had been a vote of confidence in his abilities. But now, with two failed attempts at breaking the door, they were

going to

moved, Danny’s rage boiled over, and his fists began to rain down like a storm. With every

all his internal energy in a

heavily and covered in sweat, Danny’s frustration reached a boiling point. How could he ever face his men again if he couldn’t even

book. He had given it his all, and now he was out of options. It was clear-this

like tadpoles in every direction. What had been a

door slowly

then broke into a wide grin. Turning to the group behind him, he shouted, “It’s open! The door’s open! I busted

crap! Mr. Gallagher,

lit up with excitement

Danny wasn’t entirely useless after all. It had taken some effort, but

indestructible. Guess I

his victory, something unexpected happened. A bolt of purple lightning shot out from behind the door and struck

a freight train. He tumbled over ten

stunned by the

looked at Danny, they saw his body scorched black. His chest was a gruesome mess of burned flesh and

turned grim as his

opened, an elderly man dressed in tattered gray robes stepped out. His disheveled hair and gaunt, skeletal frame