The Dark Lord snuck away giddily, praising himself for his quick thinking that saved him from his death. There was no way he could have won against a monster like Michael. Only an idiot would have challenged that man.

After getting over the scare, the Dark Lord thought of something and smiled. "So what if my opponent is the legendary Michael Robinson? I still got away. He's just a piece of trash!"

Suddenly, his grin froze as he sensed danger coming from behind. He instinctively turned around