Perspiration ran down Max's forehead as he met Cain's gaze.
Their opponent was an unpredictable fellow with a strange goal.
All he talked about was despair but what did that have to do with him?
Max pondered in his heart but got no response. It made no sense for someone as powerful as Cain to chase after teenagers.
He could be terrorizing the entire kingdom if he were so hell-bent on spreading despair.
But for some weird reason, he placed his attention on Max, pursuing him like he held some type of treasure.
Maybe he did?
Max shook his head. Treasure?... There was nothing like that on him.
Only two things made him different and one wasn't all that special.
Which left…
"Kitsune." Max furrowed his brows as sweat dropped from the tip of his nose and he gulped subconsciously.
He seemed to have gotten an inkling as to what Cain was aiming for.
Meanwhile, Cedric wondered why Cain hadn't made a move yet.
