Lyros the Lost

"HOW DARE YOU SHOW UP HERE AGAIN, YOU FILTHY OLYMPIAN?"

"Huh?"

"I see, you've stooped to the point of possessing people… It's a pity to see someone who beat me before lower themselves to such a level."

Hearing those words, I didn't really know what to say. I was… lost?

Did he misunderstand something? How does he know Ares's real name? How does he know Ares is an Olympian?

"Uh, no—" he disturbed my sentence and spoke to his desire again, his presence enough to send me chills.

"Lyros the Lost is my name, the name after you humiliated in front of all!" He spoke out loud for all of us to hear clearly, "And today, is the day I will exact my revenge upon you."

"Everyone, move aside!" I yelled out as I felt the shift in the natural mana surrounding his body, so did Elias, acting before the others.

I drew my [Mythic Killing Dagger], prepared for the intense battle that was about to commence.