In the near future, a tribe of spell binders named "THE WITCH CRAFT FACTION" rose up against their own people: the human race. The Faction sort to rule over all and control destiny.
But humanity fought back. And now the weight of saving the future of humanity from the villainous spell binders rests on the shoulders of humanity's elite forces: the Romans.

THE ROMANS: TIERS OF POWER

"Ladies, I have a question," Han Jing said. "Are you working out for anyone?" 


"No, I'm not," the ladies replied at the same time. 


Han Jing said, "The same applies to me. Why can't you believe Kyle?" 


Reba rolled her eyes in mild exasperation. 


Cleo said, "Come on, can't you see his build? Didn't you see the strength he displayed?" 


Han Jiang said, "If he were a bodybuilder, I doubt that he would have visited this gym to train. He would have gone to one of the popular gyms around, which should be full of bodybuilders any day of the week. 


Cleo wanted to say something, but Han cut her short. 


"Don’t say, Maybe he is shy and that's why he came here, because it is obvious that he isn’t." 


Rena said, "Whatever, I still think that he is a bodybuilder, and he is too shy to admit it." 


Kyle felt irritated that the ladies didn’t believe him. He didn’t want to indulge too much in emotion because he feared triggering his Craziorra. 


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