Marcus's voice trembled with both fury and desperation as he continued to lash out. "I don't know what shortcuts you have taken, but look at you now—so powerful, so untouchable! You can challenge anyone, anyone at all, while I—I'm still stuck in a mere Sacred Realm!"
He clenched his fists, the death energy swirling around him as it amplified his rage. "If I had not met him, I would still be trapped in that miserable state, unable to break through, forever in your shadow! But no more, Julian! I have suffered enough, and today, today, I will kill you! This will be the day I reclaim what's rightfully mine!"
The trident surged forward with renewed intensity, as if Marcus's fury had given it even more strength. His eyes burned with a maniacal resolve. He was truly convinced that by slaying Julian, he could restore his pride and claim everything he believed was stolen from him.
