"...Marlik has arrived?" At last, the unmistakable look of superiority that had been present in Renara's eyes since the beginning of the conversation gradually changed, replaced by a much sharper look of anticipation as she finally began giving the situation her full attention.
Marlik the Butcher and his famous three swords were considered nothing short of a legend among all the great icons standing at the summit of the universe, and his reputation had long since become something that practically everyone at that level knew.
Few had ever personally tested the true strength of the Cosmic Elder or the Archon, and naturally, even fewer had ever experienced the strength possessed by the ancient Athena... But those who had tested Marlik's strength were numerous by comparison, because that man had personally trampled over the heads of a vast number of Behemoths and Academy Directors in order to firmly establish the Syndicate's footing during its earliest days.
