Official: "We’ll use the GPS map to locate your country, and you’ll be able to head there."

  Riven: "Uhh... I don’t know where my phone is."

  Official, laughing: "Don’t worry about it. After everything you’ve been through, your phone is probably shattered. We’ll give you a new one."

  The official looked at the map and said seriously:

  Official: "It’s about 70 kilometers away."

  Riven, astonished: "Did you cross the sea to get here? 70 kilometers?"

  Official, smiling wisely: "Not necessarily. They might have taken you from the city to a distant place, and then threw you into the sea."

  Riven: "Doesn’t matter, what’s important is we know the way now. But... how am I supposed to get there?"

  Official: "Don’t worry. We’ll give you a car. You can use it to go, and keep it so you can return when you need."

  one of the fighters behind the official spoke, sounding doubtful:

  Fighter: "Aren’t you exaggerating with the help?"

  Official, firmly: "No. Someone with that kind of power should be on our side. "

  Riven: "I’ll go to Isteria and see it with my own eyes. We’ll stay in touch."

  Riven got into the car that was provided to him, his mind consumed with thoughts of revenge. He was thinking of only one thing: taking down the royal families who caused him all this suffering.

  Raven arrived in Esteria after an hour and a half of driving. He murmured to himself, "Now, to the house first."

  During the drive, Raven called the village leader:

  "Hello, I might return tomorrow with someone important."

  He ended the call and thought to himself, "If I want to bring them down, I have to move step by step. I can't be reckless."

  In the evening, Raven approached the Everin estate. He felt the weight of his need for revenge and the careful steps he needed to take. He decided to start with Everin's advisor.

  "If I release any magical energy, everyone will sense it, so I need to take the advisor without using magic."

  He waited for hours, feeling his anxiety build. "Why hasn't he left the estate yet?!"

  Half an hour later, the advisor finally stepped out. Raven whispered, "Finally!"

  Raven quickly drove after him, tailing the advisor until they reached his home. He waited for the advisor to enter the house.

  From his position outside the house, Raven thought, "If I use magic now, it's fine, no one will sense it."

  He gathered his magical energy in his legs, preparing to leap. With a swift jump, he reached the second-floor window and broke into the house.

  Inside, the place was eerily quiet. Raven noticed it seemed as though the advisor lived alone. He moved to the bedroom where the advisor was sleeping and sat on the chair beside the bed.

  Then, he gently touched the advisor to wake him up. His eyes gleamed with intensity.

  The advisor woke up suddenly, screaming in fear:

  "What’s going on here?!"

  Raven, calmly:

  "Quiet. Come with me."

  The advisor, panicking:

  "I’m the advisor to the Everin family! If they find out you’ve kidnapped me, they’ll kill you!"

  Raven, smirking:

  "Alright, alright. Now, be quiet and get into the car’s trunk. We have a journey that will take an hour or two."

  Raven headed directly to the village. He arrived at the village, parked the car, and took the advisor out of the trunk. He then said to the men, "Is there a place where we can imprison him?"

  "Yes, we have a place. We'll take care of him," one of the men replied.

  Raven went to the official and said, "I’ve taken the advisor. If he doesn’t give me useful information about eliminating the royal families, I won’t stay calm. I’ll think about my next steps and attack them directly."

  The official hesitated and said, "What do you want me to say? Fine."

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  Raven then went to the place where the advisor was locked up and said, "I want to destroy the royal families. Can you help me?"

  The advisor replied angrily, "Help you? I should have killed you that day instead of throwing you into the sea."

  Raven calmly responded, "So, you won’t help me? Then you can die."

  At that moment, Raven felt a great power approaching the village. He rushed out to see what was happening, only to find someone entering the village.

  Raven thought to himself, "This person is very powerful. He’s trying to hide his aura, but it still emanates from him. I can tell he has the same strength as me."

  Raven prepared himself for a fight. At that moment, the person spoke:

  "I saw you when delivering the money to us." Then, his tone changed as he said:

  "But what are you doing here?"

  Before Raven could respond, the person attacked him swiftly. Raven blocked the attack, and a rapid exchange of blows began between them.

  Suddenly, the official appeared:

  "Stop! What are you two doing? Calm down!" He then looked at the person and said,

  "This is Kain, one of the members of Arcadia, and this is Raven, our new friend."

  Raven, surprised, asked:

  "Huh? Why is a member of Arcadia your friend?"

  Kain smiled and said:

  "As long as you’re not an enemy, it’s fine."

  The official said, "Kain is an old friend, but he doesn’t live here. He comes to visit us and also provides us with money."

  Kain turned to Raven and said, "You could say they’re like my family."

  Raven turned to the official and asked, "Were you talking about Kain when you said you’d provide me with the three strongest fighters to help me?"

  The official replied, "No, not Kain."

  Kain then added, "What’s the matter? Maybe I can help."

  After hearing Raven's full story, Kain looked visibly moved.

  Raven, sensing the shift, said, "I didn’t tell you to make you feel sorry for me."

  Kain nodded and said, "Alright, since you want to return and seek revenge, let’s do it. Let’s kill those pests, but without Arcadia, because the leader might refuse. We’ll do it in secret."

  The official spoke, looking impressed, "Kain, I’ve never seen anyone as powerful as you until I saw Raven."

  Kain replied, "It seems Raven has really grown since our last encounter."

  He then added, "Alright, let’s wear something to cover our faces and strike. Raven, you took the advisor. I want to know about their next move."

  Raven nodded and said, "But before we do that, we need to remove the comfort the royal families have in their surroundings."

  Raven looked at Kain seriously and said, "Choose a family you want to attack, and I'll choose one too."

  Kain responded firmly, "Give me the names of the available families."

  Raven: "The royal families we want to bring down are: Everin, Falconir, Draconis, Strathmore, Nethrid, and Zircon."

  Kain, after a moment of thought: "I'll take Falconir."

  Raven: "And I'll choose Everin."

  Kain headed towards the Falconir family’s palace, concealed beneath his black mask. He moved stealthily through the shadows until he reached a close distance from the main entrance. The guards were on high alert, but that wasn’t an obstacle for him.

  "It’s time for chaos..." he muttered in a low voice before raising his hand to the sky, a massive fiery glow gathering around it.

  "Kain’s Meteors!"

  Suddenly, enormous fireballs shot into the sky, glowing like molten lava before raining down upon the palace like a hellish storm. A series of explosions shook the entire area, and flames erupted in every corner, spreading destruction and terror throughout the palace grounds.

  The guards barely had time to react before Kain appeared amidst the ruins. His steps were calm, as if the chaos around him was nothing more than a mild inconvenience. With a simple gesture, he unleashed "Fire Steam", a scorching heatwave that incinerated everyone in his vicinity, reducing them to nothing but ashes.

  Meanwhile, the palace guards were desperately trying to evacuate the Falconir family’s leader. But Kain wasn’t about to let that happen. He advanced steadily through the blazing inferno, and with every step he took, the ground beneath him melted from the sheer heat radiating from his body.

  Then, in a flash, he propelled himself forward at an unnatural speed, tearing through walls and rubble until he reached the palace’s grand hall, where the family’s leader awaited.

  Now, only the two of them remained.

  The leader of the Falconir family stood tall—a massive man, his muscles carved like solid rock, his eyes glowing with an intimidating power. He raised his hand, and the ground around him trembled. The walls cracked, and towering boulders rose, forming a massive armor that wrapped around his body.

  "Who are you?" he asked in a calm yet furious tone.

  Kain didn’t respond. He simply tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk visible beneath his mask.

  "It doesn’t matter…" the leader muttered before suddenly unleashing his energy. The ground quaked violently, and jagged stone spikes shot out from every direction, speeding toward Kain with deadly precision!

  Jagged stone spikes erupted from the ground like feral fangs, racing toward Kain with deadly speed. Yet, he didn’t move. He simply observed them for a moment before slipping through the narrow gaps between them with astonishing agility, evading every strike as if he had foreseen their paths.

  The Falconir leader gave him no respite. He stomped the ground with immense force, causing the walls to crack and massive pillars of earth to rise rapidly, attempting to crush Kain between layers of solid rock.

  But before they could close in on him, he had already appeared above them, his body surging forward like an arrow, closing the distance between him and his opponent at breakneck speed.

  The moment he was within striking range, Kain launched a direct punch toward the Falconir leader’s chest. But the man was ready. He raised his stone-clad arms, blocking the attack before shoving Kain backward with such force that he was sent flying several meters.

  Kain twisted in midair, regaining his balance before landing lightly on the ground, his body slightly crouched, hands raised in a battle stance. There wasn’t a hint of pain on his face—only sharpened focus in his eyes.

  "If you think mere rocks will protect you..."

  He vanished.

  There was no time for the Falconir leader to react before he felt Kain’s fist smash into the side of his face, sending him staggering back. Kain seized the moment, driving his knee into his opponent’s stomach, momentarily forcing the air from his lungs.

  But despite the pain, the Falconir leader didn’t fall. Instead, he took advantage of Kain’s proximity, grabbing him with both hands and crushing him in his powerful arms before hurling him forcefully into the ground. The floor shattered beneath Kain’s body.

  Yet, he didn’t remain down for long.

  Kain sprang up, spinning in midair before delivering a brutal elbow strike to his opponent’s shoulder.

  "Not bad."

  The Falconir leader took a step back before slamming his fist into the ground. This time, the stones didn’t rise to attack—they coated his body, forming an impenetrable armor before he charged forward, his fist descending toward Kain like a massive hammer.

  But Kain was no longer there when the blow landed.

  He appeared behind his opponent at the last second, his hands moving at lightning speed—rapid, precise strikes targeting the ribs, shoulder, and back, each blow landing without hesitation.

  The Falconir leader gritted his teeth, feeling his body grow heavier. But he refused to fall. He spun around, attempting to grab Kain, but the latter ducked beneath his arm, lifting his leg and delivering a powerful kick to the back of his knee, causing him to stumble for just a moment.

  And in that brief moment, the fight was over.

  Kain appeared in front of him, his fist clenched, aimed directly at his opponent’s stomach—then he drove it forward with full force.

  The battle stopped.

  The Falconir leader stood still for a few seconds, his body frozen. Then, he dropped to his knees before collapsing face-first onto the ground, motionless.

  Kain stood beside him, gazing down for a moment before turning away, walking out of the ruined palace, leaving behind the destruction and the raging fires that had yet to die.