A wave of force slammed into Evan, sending him skidding back across the stone floor. Evan caught himself, claws gouging deep grooves into the ground.

The Rouge King stepped forward, eyes glowing with ancient power. “You are strong,” he said. “But you are not stronger than a king.”

Evan growled, voice low and lethal. “I don’t need to be stronger than a king.” His eyes flashed gold.

“I just need to be stronger than you.” The Rogue King’s expression darkened.

He raised both ...