Harren's eyes gleamed with a deep, stormy intensity. He clenched his fist, and sparks of electricity crackled between his fingers. The wild, volatile power surged through his body like a living current.
The lightning element had fused completely into every cell of his being—it was no longer just power he wielded. It was part of him.
"Damn… it's been a long time since I felt this alive."
He murmured to himself, a flicker of exhilaration lighting up his sharply defined face. That old fire, the confidence, the swagger—it was all coming back.
This was who he used to be.
Ethan watched him closely, his focus razor-sharp. The raw energy radiating from this human was undeniable. From Harren alone, he could already get a sense of how powerful the Zombie Kings of Heartland must be.
This guy… was strong.
Stronger than any human Ethan had ever encountered. In his mind, Harren had just become the new benchmark.
