GOD OF WAR WITH POWERS

Ethan stood at the edge of his estate, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun dipped below the jagged skyline. His secretary, Alan, approached and bowed deeply, flanked by a line of soldiers who knelt in unison."Welcome back, sir," Alan said, his voice firm yet reverent.Ethan nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Thank you, Alan. Are the preparations complete?""Everything is as you requested. The soldiers are ready, and the staff awaits your orders. Shall we proceed to acquire the gift for Madam Maria?"Ethan’s piercing gaze lingered on Alan. His appraisal ability flared, revealing Alan’s unwavering loyalty and a hint of concern buried beneath the surface. Ethan’s voice softened. "You seem... uneasy, Alan. Is there something on your mind?"Alan stiffened, startled. "It’s nothing, sir. Only that... after five years, I hope Madam Maria is as deserving of your kindness as you believe."Ethan’s lips twitched in a sardonic smile. "Time reveals all truths, Alan. Let us hope sh

Ethan stood just outside the door to the family’s drawing room, his hands clenched into fists, the air around him charged with a simmering energy. The faintest hum of his dragon god powers reverberated through his chest. He could feel the ancient power stirring within him, a protective fury rising as the scene inside unfolded.Maria’s voice rang out, harsh and commanding, "You’ll go tonight. It’s the only way to fix this mess."Felicia stood there, her back straight but her eyes filled with the weight of desperation. "I won’t do it," she said firmly, though there was an underlying tremor in her voice."You will," Maria sneered, crossing her arms. "Or you’ll never see your daughter again. You know what’s at stake. If you don’t go to that man, we won’t pay the hospital bills. And if your daughter dies, that’s on you, Felicia."The words hit like a physical blow. Ethan’s power surged, his healing energy recognizing the pain in Felicia’s expression.His chest burned with the need to act,

The ringing phone broke the tense silence in the room. Felicia, still standing beside Ethan, jumped slightly at the sound. She looked down at the screen, her face draining of color. Ethan could feel her pulse quicken as she stared at the caller ID. It was the hospital.“Is something wrong?” Ethan asked, his voice low, though his tone was soothing, his attention fully on her.Felicia swallowed hard, her eyes darting between the phone and him. She stepped away, bringing the phone to her ear. “Hello?” Her voice was shaky, uncertain.Ethan’s healing power stirred inside him, flowing out subtly, instinctively. He didn’t even have to focus on it. It was an automatic response to Felicia’s distress. His powers melded with his appraisal ability, piecing together every detail about the situation, his mind running a silent scan of the hospital’s call. Her daughter’s medical condition, the financial strain, the desperate need for resources—it all unfolded before him.The diagnosis appeared in h

Felicia stood at the edge of the grand hall, her gaze lingering on Ethan as he conversed with the grandfather. The skepticism in her eyes was clear, and as she crossed her arms, a low chuckle escaped her lips.“You really think you’ll get an invitation?” she said, her voice dripping with mockery. “After everything that’s happened? Do you honestly believe they’ll welcome you back into the fold like nothing’s changed? You’ve been gone for years. Don’t fool yourself.”Ethan didn’t respond immediately. His eyes were fixed on the old man, who was glaring at him with a challenge written all over his face. He could feel the weight of the situation, the pressure mounting as the seconds ticked by. But Felicia’s words, they barely registered. The doubt in her voice was just another layer of the same disbelief that had surrounded him since his return. And he’d never been one to pay attention to doubters.Instead, his gaze shifted slightly as he subtly activated his appraisal power. The ability d

But as the grandfather turned to bark orders at his men, something within Ethan stirred. His fingers curled into fists, and for the first time since his return, the dormant energy of his dragon ancestry began to awaken.Felicia caught the subtle shift in Ethan's posture, but she had no idea what was coming. Her eyes flickered between him and the doorway where the guards were starting to pour in, their footsteps heavy and determined."Ethan," she whispered, her voice strained, "what’s happening? What are you going to do?"Ethan didn’t reply, but his gaze never left the advancing guards. The moment they stepped into the room, something changed. The air grew thicker, charged with an unseen force, as if the very fabric of reality had shifted.One of the guards, a burly man with a grim expression, reached for Felicia, but before he could get within arm’s reach, Ethan’s eyes flickered with an unnatural intensity."Stop!" Ethan’s voice rang out, more powerful than it had any right to be. The