Liam Rowe's blood boiled at Graham Marcus's words. "You mean... sooner or later I'll become a super-master?"
Graham didn't flinch. His expression was steady, eyes calm to the point of terrifying. That calmness wasn't peace - it was power contained, the kind that made lesser men shiver. Liam felt it, the murderous intent behind that still gaze, and f
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