Jorik was not a fool, and he knew his limits. At level 440, he was one of the strongest humans on Earth, strong enough to fight most things the apocalypse had thrown at humanity and win. But Reidar was in a different category entirely, and that had been the case even before the man had gone through the portal.
The gap between them wasn't just levels—it was the army. The trait. The perks. The skills that allowed Reidar to turn a single summoning skill into sothing that could flatten a city.
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