"How…?!"
Paxton had more than 30 guards around the perimeter, yet all that was left standing were a handful!
Each guard was at least a Strength of level five!
All of them were handpicked by his father, Mitch himself!
The cream of the crop!
"Just who in the h*ll are you? Why did you come, kill all my men, and intend on attacking me?! Do you wish to make yourself an enemy of the Khan?!" Paxton hissed through gritted teeth, his voice quaked with anger.
His gaze unrelenting, and fully focused on the man who stood before him, the man bathed in the fresh blood of his once honorable guards.
Zeke pushed his hair back, and raised his head to face Paxton, his eyes filled with dangerous intent.
"You?!" as he saw Zeke's face, Paxton could not help but guffaw.
While others may not have recognized him, Paxton knew Zeke's face well, Paxton could never forget the man he had tried so hard to erase for so long.
"Zeke? How? You're still alive?!" Paxton said while laughing, this was all too strange for him.
He could not believe that his attacker was Zeke.
Such power, such terrible skills, such cold eyes, it was completely different from the Zeke he knew.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Paxton!" said Zeke, with a tone as chilly as the wind.
"Hmph, so what if you're not dead? I'll give you credit though, I thought you'd be monster chow by now," replied Paxton.
"But that doesn't matter anymore! I don't know how you got to be so strong, but once my father gets here, it will be all over for you!" Paxton hissed, and then proceeded to smile proudly.
"Zeke my old chap, let me give you some advice. Be a good boy and stand down! Put your arms down now and await corporal punishment!" he continued.
Although he knew Zeke was incredibly powerful, Paxton was not afraid.
The Khan was under Mitch's control, no matter how powerful Zeke was, he could not hope to take on the entire clan.
"Punishment?"
Zeke chuckled lightly.
Seeing Zeke's reaction angered Paxton greatly.
"Yup! Zeke, you just killed many Khan guardsmen, your punishment will be swift, and severe! Not only will you suffer, but your - "
Before Paxton could finish his sentence, Zeke disappeared, and in an instant, Paxton felt a blow to his gut.
Suddenly, Paxton spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shivered from the strike, it felt as though his insides had been turned to mush.
This pain was so intense for him that a gasp could barely be let out.
"Hmph!"
Zeke grabbed him by the neck, and pulled him close.
"Stop! Zeke, what are you doing?" Cried Paxton's servant.
"How dare you lay your hands on the Master Paxton !" Another chimed in.
It was here where his servants could react, with anger too.
Zeke was too quick for them.
"Shut up!"
Zeke gripped Paxton's neck tighter and that caused him to weakly cry out.
Zeke scanned his surroundings.
His intense stare sent shivers down everyone's spine, causing goosebumps on their skins.
"Zeke, how are you so strong? This is impossible! I'm a Strength of level seven!" hissed Paxton through a mouth full of blood, it was obvious that he was in pain, yet, he still managed those words out.