A battle of taunts

Varkoth's crimson eyes blazed with fury as he locked onto Alex's smirking face.

The memory of nearly being crushed under the weight of the entire base collapsing on him was a bitter reminder of their last encounter.

It was because of this man that his honour had been tarnished, and his reputation absolutely ruined.

If anything, his downfall only served to boost Alex's infamy among the Red Demon race.

And now, here he was, standing before him.

The very embodiment of the mistake that had cost him everything.

"You dare return, human?" Varkoth's voice rumbled with barely contained rage.

His claws digging into the rocky ground of the cliff below his feet.

The sheer force of his anger caused the ground to tremble, sending cracks spider webbing out from where he stood.

"You should have stayed hidden, buried in the dirt like the worm you are!"