Alex stepped into the ruined shell of Logan's mansion.

"Logan! You jerk!" Alex shouted.

"Don't tell me you've already died inside this rubble, you weak bastard. How can you crave the throne when you fall apart over a pile of stones?"

Logan wasn't Samuel the old monster - nobody was.

Still, he ranked among the country's top five fighters. He rose from the wreckage, dust and torn fabric clinging to him, half his shirt shredded, chest exposed like a dare.

"Who the hell are you, destroying my house?" Logan bellowed, voice rough with anger and something close to fear.

"You know me." Alex took a step forward until they were face to face.

"Alex?" Logan sneered, wiping dirt from his lip.

"Aren't you the man who wiped out the Guise family

part of Kingwell? You've

been banished. What are you doing here?"

"Say the king found you intolerable and sent me back to Kingwell to teach you a lesson," Alex replied, slow and cold.

"I've also got a personal score to settle - Charles Kingston. That bastard wrecked my life and lit a fire in me. You happen to support him, so I came here to slap your face."

"You're insane!" Logan laughed, too loud.

"I've got hundreds of thousands of soldiers ready. I knew the king would send someone. I'm prepared."

"Really?" Alex laughed, low and sharp. "I'll give you twenty minutes to call every one of them. Twenty minutes to bring your army here. I'll open your eyes to what Kingswell really is."

Logan barked a laugh that tried to be fearless. "Twenty minutes? You think that's enough to gather Kingswell's forces? I'll give you ten minutes instead."

He believed in his power the way men believe in armor — blindly, stubbornly.

For ten years he'd stacked men, money, and promises. In his head, a hundred thousand soldiers would answer his call and crush Kingswell-then the king himself.

That army would be enough to lift him onto the throne.

"I'll wait ten minutes, then," Alex said, crossing his arms as he stared up at the black sky filled with stars.

He'd been here too long. He'd let his mission-to find his parents-slip through his hands.

This country had chewed at him and held him down.

needed to leave-to find a way to the Earth Empire, the place where real

there, and

Empire didn't welcome outsiders. Only citizens of the top two nations were allowed entry-either as residents

Alex's country now, was the poorest of the

allowed to set foot in

like unwanted

to

way up-sixth, fifth, fourth, third-changing his citizenship step by

nearly impossible. Every

outsiders, especially immigrants from Estoria-they were banned

into other nations lived

stripped

are up!" Logan

alone in the open

thousand soldiers raised

the night. Fighter jets roared above, targeting him from

"I'm going to

the Kingswell army," Alex said with a faint smile. "Do you even know why the battles between kings are settled through duels instead of

Logan's grin faltered.

across

said, stepping closer. "You really don't

energy burst from Alex's body,

air trembled. The ground cracked beneath his feet. Logan

pressure slamming into him, forcing

teeth grinding, muscles shaking

them, soldiers began collapsing one by one. Their eyes rolled back, bodies dropping like puppets with

wildly before crashing into the

the dark horizon before

thousand men, only two were left standing or rather, one standing, and one crushed to

He stopped beside Logan, who was gasping, his knees buried in

tell you something, Logan,” Alex said quietly,

pressure grew heavier, driving Logan's body

army do against a single human who knows how to

soldiers around them. "Kingswell could release

thousand would wake up

went white. "Who are you?" he asked, the bravado gone thin as

"Alexander Leonhart," Alex answered.

trembled. "Are there many like

low and dangerous. "My master has many disciples.

words hang. “The king belongs to our order. He has brothers and sisters like

and deliberate, Alex smacked Logan across the cheek-once,

them? I alone am enough to ruin you. Tell

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