Gorgath

Kaizen's punch hit the hooded man hard, and he fell to the ground with a deafening thud. Korgrak, who was standing next to him, was surprised by Kaizen's attitude and tried to hold him back, but it was useless.

"Kaizen, what are you doing?" Korgrak asked, stepping forward to block another punch.

"That was so he'd understand that I don't like being flattered by people I don't know. And most of all, I don't like people who pretend to be something they're not."

The hooded man stood slowly, wiping the blood that dripped from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Kaizen with a mixture of surprise and admiration.

"Interesting," he said. "You are physically much stronger than I thought. I underestimated you once again, Kaizen. And that is a mistake I do not intend to make again."

Kaizen frowned. "Who are you, anyway?"

The hooded man smiled again. "My name is Gorgath. It is a pleasure to meet you."