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Name: Wallen Valenbrook

Race: Human

Class: Tier one advanced ability user

Ability: Steel summoning

Description: Can summon anything made of steel

Strength: 180

Agility: 198

Endurance: 170

Intelligence: 150

"This guy is the strongest of them, and what the hell is up with his ability?" Rex thought, his heart pounding as he read Wallen's stats. His mind reeled. Steel summoning? Sure, he'd seen people harden their bodies into metal or create weapons from their own essence, but summoning steel from thin air? That was an entirely new level of absurdity.

Rex's lips curled into a sharp grin. "Guess there's a lot I still don't know about abilities in this world. Let's see what they're made of."

The men surrounding him were sharply dressed in suits, their tailored outfits clashing with the raw menace in their stances. They weren't here for diplomacy.

"What does the Valenbrook family want with me?!" Rex demanded, his mind flashing briefly to Seraphina. She was the only Valenbrook he knew and of course, she couldn't possibly have sent them. Was it that damn law of shadows at work again? First, it was from the Voss family, now it's the Valenbrook

"You're not in any position to get answers," the leader sneered, his voice like steel scraping against stone. He raised a hand, pointing directly at Rex. "Get him!"

The command struck like a gunshot, and the air ignited with movement. Five men lunged at Rex in unison, their speed blurring the night. One of them, a blur of motion faster than the rest, aimed a devastating punch at Rex's head.

A week ago, Rex wouldn't have stood a chance. But now? Now, he was a different beast.

Rex sidestepped the punch with fluid precision, the man's momentum carrying him forward. Before his attacker could recover, Rex twisted his body and unleashed an Aether-infused kick that slammed into the man's temple. The sheer force sent him sprawling, blood spraying in an arc across the pavement.

"One down," Rex muttered, his eyes flicking to the others.

A deafening growl tore through the air. Rex's eyes snapped to a massive, white-furred wolf materializing in a flash of light. Its icy eyes locked onto him as it swiped a paw, sending a shockwave of freezing energy tearing through the space between them.

"Whoa!" Rex threw himself into a backflip, narrowly avoiding the icy blast. His boots skidded on the asphalt as he landed, his breath misting in the frigid air.

"A summoner, huh?" Rex muttered, his gaze locking onto the man standing behind the beast. Summoners—they drew creatures from another dimension, channeling all their energy into their summons. That left the summoners themselves vulnerable, but their beasts? Not so much.

"Which means..." Rex's eyes narrowed. "...I need to take him out first."

A fiery roar erupted behind him, and Rex felt the blistering heat of flames racing toward his back.

"Damn it! Fire elemental too?!" he cursed, rolling to the side just as the massive wolf leapt into his path, its icy claws descending with bone-crushing force.

"Double damn it!" Rex growled, throwing up his hands. Aegis of Eternity erupted around him in a dome of shimmering, crackling energy. The wolf's claws struck the barrier and rebounded with a sharp crack, the flames dissipating harmlessly against its surface.

"What is that?!" the leader barked, his voice tinged with shock.

Rex smirked as he deactivated the shield. Dang! His Aether was so much more potent now. The Aether spear materializing in his hand blazed brighter than the streetlights around them, its light casting sharp shadows across the battlefield.

"Time to end this," Rex growled, his voice low and feral.

With a roar, Rex lunged at the wolf, his spear slicing through the air in a deadly arc. The blade plunged into the beast's side, its icy fur shattering into shards of frost as the wolf howled in agony.

The summoner staggered back, his eyes wide with terror. But Rex was already on him. His fists blazed with Aether, crackling like a living storm.

"Your turn," Rex snarled, his voice dripping with fury. He launched a punch with such force that the air itself seemed to part. The blow connected with a sickening crack, shattering the man's jaw and sending him crumpling to the ground in a lifeless heap.

Rex turned slowly, his Aether-charged fists illuminating his smirk. Only three remained now: the fire elemental, a teleportation user, and a hulking man whose body began twisting and elongating into a monstrous beast.

"Teleportation and beast transformation, huh?" Rex cracked his neck, his grin widening.

Beast transformation....if his memory served him right, then Austine Dravok, one of the soldiers he met with back then also had this ability. It allowed one to transform parts of their body into that of a beast. That was gonna be troublesome- a bit though

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And for the teleportation guy. Rex glanced at his stats with his god's eyes. Thankfully, it seemed the teleportation wasn't even that powerful. It wasn't that he could teleport at will. He could only teleport three times in succession and then there'll be a 10-second cooldown

As for the fire elemental guy, he was at the advanced tier one level meaning his flames could cover a wide area. But his intelligence his low meaning the flames weren't potent and would only cause less damage to him.

The air around him grew dense as his Aether surged, casting a golden glow over his body. His fists burned brighter, brighter until they became searing flames of power.

"Let's dance." The smirk never left his face as he charged forward, fists blazing.

Rex's grin widened into something feral, his adrenaline roaring like wildfire. The night air was thick with tension, crackling with the latent energy of the impending clash. The three remaining attackers tightened their formation, their expressions grim but determined.

The fire elemental was the first to move, raising his arms. Flames burst forth, spiraling into a roaring inferno. The heat singed the edges of Rex's clothes, but he didn't flinch. His fists, wreathed in Aether, glowed like miniature suns.

"That's cute," Rex taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. "Let's see if your fire can match mine."

With a burst of speed, he closed the distance, weaving through the firestorm with uncanny precision. The flames licked at his skin, but his Aether shield absorbed most of the damage. Rex ducked low, then sprang upward, his fist rocketing into the elemental's jaw. The impact cracked like thunder, and the man was hurled backward, crashing into a parked car with a metallic screech.

The teleportation user vanished in a blink, reappearing behind Rex with a blade aimed for his spine. But Rex's God's Eyes flared, catching the flicker of movement. He twisted just in time, his Aether-infused palm slamming into the blade and shattering it like glass.

"Not fast enough," Rex snarled, spinning on his heel and delivering a roundhouse kick to the man's ribs. The teleporter crumpled, gasping for air as he hit the ground.

The beast transformation user stepped forward, his body grotesquely shifting. His arms bulged, claws extending as his skin darkened and hardened into a leathery hide. His growl was guttural, primal, and the ground seemed to tremble beneath his weight.

"So, you're the heavy hitter," Rex muttered, rolling his shoulders. "Let's see if you can take a punch."

The beast roared and charged, each step a miniature earthquake. Rex braced himself, his Aether coiling around his fists like a living entity. When the beast swung a massive claw, Rex met it head-on, his fist colliding with the attack in an explosion of light and force. The shockwave rippled outward, shattering nearby windows and forcing the other combatants to shield their eyes.

The beast staggered, but it wasn't out. It lunged again, swiping with relentless fury. Rex ducked, weaved, and countered, each movement precise and brutal. His fists landed like sledgehammers, breaking through the beast's defenses. With a final uppercut, he sent the creature sprawling, its transformation faltering as it slumped to the ground.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Rex straightened, his breath steady despite the exertion. The street was littered with defeated bodies, the air thick with the smell of burnt asphalt and ozone. His Aether still burned brightly, casting eerie shadows around him.

And then, Wallen Valenbrook stepped forward. Unlike his subordinates, he moved with measured calm, his suit unruffled, his gaze cold and calculating. With a flick of his wrist, a massive steel hammer materialized in his hand, its surface gleaming ominously under the streetlights.

"So, you're the boss," Rex said, his smirk returning. "Took you long enough."

Wallen's voice was as sharp and unyielding as the steel he wielded. "You've got spirit, I'll give you that. But spirit alone won't save you."

With a swift motion, Wallen swung the hammer. The air screamed as the massive weapon arced toward Rex, who barely dodged in time. The hammer struck the ground, sending chunks of asphalt flying in every direction.

Rex's grin widened. "Finally, someone who might actually make me break a sweat."