A Second Mythical Figure?

"I can't believe you had everything planned down to the last detail, my lord!"

Garduck's healthy skin glistened under the sun as he slapped Bart's healed arm in delight.

The muscular demon offered him a relieved nod next but didn't bother to speak as the six teenagers showered him with praises.

He raised his nose high, his posture exuding arrogance as he chuckled.

"Of course, everything was a part of my plan. I reached the master rank in the most famous STR game a few years ago!"

Confused by the strange terminology, his subjects tilted and scratched their heads as he waved his hand and returned to the territory, unable to wait to increase its rank and see the mythical figures he would summon.

Meanwhile, Tiamat's lips curled into a terrifying smirk in his lord's hut as her voice thundered.

However, instead of reverberating inside the habitation, it did in space at several times the speed of light to reach a man sitting on a lavish throne.