Above Cairo, Egypt, stood the "King of Black Fog" clad in a purple Daoist robe, his head crowned with a Golden Crown, backlit against a dark sea of clouds, resembling a sovereign commanding heavenly might.
The aura of having slaughtered millions was released unabated.
Fear gripped Nadi Labaki's throat, his vision blurred momentarily as he longed to flee, to hide among the crowds in the city beneath his feet.
'The King of Black Fog is the strongest Immortal; how could I possibly defeat him!'
'If only I had let someone else go first, knowing his skills, I could have also used this time to grow stronger.'
'According to intelligence, the King of Black Fog can control flames, and the city is ablaze. Could the fight destroy Cairo? Could it affect Amin?'
Anxiety, regret, frustration, worry, fear...
"Nadi's condition isn't right!"
