Chapitre 138: The Battle Between Auris and Theron (2)

As the echoes of Auris's mocking words dissipated into the charged atmosphere of the battlefield, Theron's form tensed, a low growl emanating from deep within his chest.

It was the sound of wounded pride, of fury unbound, resonating with the primal core of his being. His eyes, now ablaze with an inferno of anger, locked onto Auris with an intensity that could sear the very air between them.

"How can I, the great Grandmaster Theron, be defeated by you?" Theron's voice boomed across the field, each word soaked in disbelief and rage. His stature, imposing even in defeat, seemed to swell with indignation.

"I have transcended my mortal bounds, embraced the darkness to become a demon. How can I fall before I even have my revenge against Vargus?" His shout, a cacophony of anger and frustration, reverberated, underscoring the depth of his obsession with vengeance and his inability to reconcile with the reality of his defeat.