Mark Smith (I)

"I forgot to say this but, Mark Smith is going to be joining us! The big six member in charge of North America! That Mark Smith!" 

*

Silence. The only thing heard throughout the entire area. The briefing had lost all of it's composure and turned into a group of trembling adults, with pale faces and fear stricken eyes. 

"No...! Please... no...!" 

Min-seok couldn't contain his fear. Even the great Tae Min-seok, the pride of South Korea, had resulted to such a state after hearing just a name.

Sung-ho hadn't heard the legacy of Mark Smith. He didn't understand the fear and angst emitting from the group. 

"What's wrong with Mark Smith?" 

Tae Woo-bin spoke as her voice shook. 

"M-Mark is b-b-brutal... H-h-he is evil..." 

Sung-ho pats her back as she calms her nerves. He was able to alleviate her negativity in a mere seconds of caressing her back. 

"Sorry... So like I was saying, Mark is evil. Being the second strongest, only second to Peter in Europe, he treats everyone weaker than him like trash. He doesn't care about their background or their personality." 

Sung-ho chuckled to himself. 

'He sounds like quite an asshole!... Bullying him could be fun!' 

Woo-bin chuckles along with Sung-ho. She was trying to avoid an awkward silence. 

Min-seok overcame his fear and jumped out of his seat as he yelled out a brilliant exclamation. 

"Yes! This is it! If I can prove that I'm stronger than that asshole then I can take his spot on the Big Six!" 

Woo-bin shakes her head out of pity for her brother. She shuts her eyes as she places her hand over her face. 

"Oh brother..." 

Min-seok continues with his antics. He dances around the room as he ponders what his strategy should be. 

"Everyone!" 

The raiders all turn to face the administrator. 

"It's time to go." 

*

"The humans should be here soon my lord! Our preparations are nearly complete. The humans will all fall victim to our soldiers!" 

A sinister smile forms on the face of the monster. Spidrid was pleased to hear this news. He was still angry at the loss of his loss of his soldiers at the hands of Sung-ho. 

'HE NEEDS TO DIE!' 

"Good job! Now finish the preparations, we will welcome our guests soon!" 

The centipede bows its head as he leaves down a dark tunnel. The dim lighting and eerie atmosphere is perfect for that of a monster's den. 

**

The dungeon was right outside Kansas City. The five minute drive felt like a lifetime to some raiders. They were dreading having to see Mark. The thought haunted them like a poltergeist. 

*Swing*

*Click*

*Slam* 

Raiders begin to step out of their vehicles as they arrive at the dungeon. The size alone was enough to make them shiver away from fear. The mana emanating from each swivel was like a tidal wave of pure energy. 

The raiders stood in awe and fear at what they were seeing. The unprecedented size of the dungeon was marvelous to them. 

"I bet they could fit a Boeing through it!" 

"No way! Maybe half a Boeing, no more than that!" 

Sung-ho steps out of the car and receives an instant migraine. He reaches for his head out of pain as a voice can be heard echoing through his body. 

"You who killed my men, shall be the first to taste DESPAIR! I lost many valuable assets to your hands, now you will lose many more to me!" 

'GAAHH! Get out of my HEAD!' 

The pain dissipates as he regains control of his mental state. The welcoming hands of Hye-eun gently embrace him as she comforts his nerves. 

"What happened to you?" 

"It spoke to me..." 

"What spoke to you?" 

"The boss of the dungeon, it spoke to me. As soon as we enter the dungeon, I want you to get in the car and get as far away as possible! He wants to target people that I know." 

Hye-eun nods as she doesn't want to go against the wishes of her friend. 

"Okay." 

"I heard that you were pretty strong!" 

A brunette man wearing a tank top and covered in tattoos walks over to Tae Min-seok and stares down at him. Min-seok can feel the cold grip of death as this 6'8" giant is towering over him. 

He spoke in perfect Korean, as if he had been speaking it his whole life. The booming and malicious voice chilled Min-seok to the bone.

"P-p-p-p-probably not as strong as y-y-you are...!" 

Mark can hear Min-seok's heart skip beats. He makes a slight chuckle as he looks around at the South Korean raid team. He notices how everyone is trembling after seeing him...except for one, Yoo Sung-ho. 

"Oh! Who might you be?" 

He leans in to Sung-ho's personal face and is immediately met with an unconscious push away. 

Sung-ho, without realizing, had just pushed one of the strongest raiders away. Mark was furious at this display of disrespect, but above all, he was confused. 

'How was he able to push me so casually!? I am the world's strongest mage! I even cast body strengthening magic on myself, and yet...he pushed me away like he was swatting a mere fly!'

"Oh! Sorry! Didn't mean to push you there. I just reacted reflexively." 

"No... it's fine." 

Mark walked away from the South Korean raiders. He looked back at Sung-ho as he continued to make his way into a crowd of people. 

'He seems pretty strong. He was able to reduce Min-seok to a state of mental breakdown just by looking into his eyes. I wonder what he can do?' 

Mark was thinking the opposite. Mark was thinking about Sung-ho, wondering and pondering his abilities. 

'I wonder what he can do! He might be able to put up a fight against me! Let's hope so, I want a good fight!' 

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