Zharokath's vision blurred as he struggled to focus. Pain coursed through his body, but it was nothing compared to the crushing realization settling in his mind. His plan, his entire existence, had been played. The human before him hadn't been trapped in the Void Cage; no, he had been waiting. Watching. All along, Zharokath had been the one dancing to the human's tune, thinking he was in control.
'How…?' Zharokath's mind screamed, his body trembling with both pain and disbelief. He had seen countless humans in his time—arrogant, naive, and inferior. They all died the same, broken and powerless beneath his might. But this one…
As the human's voice echoed in his ears, the truth hit him like a hammer. This wasn't just any human. This was someone who knew everything.
The words stung. "Do you know why you're so beneath me?"
