Then, Grey walked forward toward the stone pillar, and the crowd instinctively parted to make way for him.
But before he could take another step, a broad arm suddenly stretched out in front of him, blocking his path.
Grey stopped and looked to his left. The arm belonged to none other than Kane. The beastly energy around him still lingered faintly, giving off an oppressive pressure that made the air feel heavy.
The onlooking evolvers held their breath, while Alex, on the other hand, looked at this scene with a faint look of interest on his face.
"Hold it right there," Kane spoke with a cold grin, his voice filled with arrogance.
Grey raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you want?"
Kane folded his arms and spoke. "You're not planning to just walk up and try right after me, are you?"
He inquired, his tone dripping with mockery. "You think you can top my score or something? Is that why you decided to go after me?"
