The young man leisurely made the throne his own as his face was nonchalant even when the kingdom was not his. There was not a single complaint coming out from the Crown winners' mouths. All of their heads looked up as fear and revere engulfed their pride. The man that ended the career of the arrogance Kaiju right in front of the masses. A public execution. Nothing escaped his wrath, not even when the latter's seniors decided to interfere.
(That is Lyon Torga?!) Russel took a step back after a harsh gulp. His pupils constricted before he glanced at the woman with purple hair. The most dashing woman that had entered womanhood, was looking at the young man with a smile on her face and a glimmer in her eyes.
