After Zar, Paragon stepped forward before Maximus.
"It's time we formally met. I'm Paragon Donmarch."
"Hmm? Are you related to the Overlord Ascelon Donmarch?"
"Not exactly." Paragon shook his head, unwilling to elaborate further.
"I see. So, what do you need from me?"
"Just curious about your strength."
Although Paragon had lost earlier, to him, the battle had been a mere performance—a show to satisfy the crowd.
He acknowledged Zar's strength but was confident that in a life-and-death battle, he would still emerge victorious.
His interest wasn't in Zar. The man standing before him—Maximus—was far more intriguing.
In their earlier battle, he had seen Maximus holding back significantly.
"Curious about my strength, huh?"
Meeting Paragon's inquisitive gaze, Maximus could tell the man was already analyzing countless ways to defeat him.
