"Kael, the Beast King of Roc Forest."
Marik's eyes widened as his heart skipped a beat. That name alone was enough to strike terror into his heart, because he never expected to hear it again.
He truly believed he had killed the wretched Dusk Star during their unfair ten-versus-one battle nearly a year ago. He had personally delivered the killing blow.
Marik remembered striking straight through Kael's chest, ensuring he would bleed out within an hour at most. Confident that his archnemesis's fate was sealed, Marik had left to recover without checking Kael's last breath.
But Kael was still alive.
And now, he had crowned himself the Beast King?
Marik's ears rang as his vision tinted red. Just when he thought he could finally let go of his past, it came roaring back—stronger and more dangerous than ever.
