Max arrived before the towering structure known as the Tower of Resonance, its blackened walls pulsing faintly with dormant energy, as if sensing the approach of a new challenger. The tower loomed like a slumbering beast, ancient and proud, a place where inheritance and comprehension were tested not in thought, but in action.
Around its base, clusters of geniuses lingered—many of them adorned in black-and-gold robes bearing the emblem of the Grimes Family. They stood watchful and silent, eyes tracking every movement, but none dared block his path. Not a single one stepped forward to stop him.
Their gazes flickered with unease, some even holding a hint of respect veiled behind pride. Max passed them easily, their presence like statues, unmoving, unwilling to provoke the one who had effortlessly shattered their arrogance just days ago.
