Rose watched the scene with a serious expression.
"These two are terrifying," she said.
Max looked at the battle calmly.
"They are strong."
Rose glanced at him. "Only strong?"
Max smiled but did not answer.
Rose looked at his expression and immediately understood. To everyone else on the tower, Damian Voss and Rakan Thorne were monsters standing near the peak of the remaining participants.
But Max was not looking at them with fear or worship. He was measuring them, the same way they were measuring each other.
That realization made Rose's gaze deepen.
The Max she had met on Orion had been confident.
The Max standing beside her now was different.
He had become someone who could stand among the strongest geniuses of the Divine Realm and still think about how to surpass them.
The battle in the sky reached another peak.
Damian's sword descended.
Rakan's fists rose.
The tower's protective formation trembled violently.
The crowd held its breath.
