"Are you sure you're an Earth Immortal?" asked the slave standing behind Z, watching in horror at the destruction he had wrought.
Before them was a scene of utter destruction and devastation. Before this, whenever they fought other immortals, they would only get victory or defeat. Never had they experienced the feeling of overwhelming domination. Now, having tasted such a victory for themselves, they felt no elation. Instead, they felt only fear.
Whoever this new slave was, he was not of an ordinary background - he could not be. For someone like him to join their slave army, it could mean only a few things, but all of those things ended with the rest of the slaves dead. Whether to hide the secret of Z's participation, or because they were about to face greater foes, or because…
