Love at the Wrong Table

Chapter 2131 The Scattered Wolf Warriors

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“What’s the plan now, Your Holiness? Command us!” Falcon’s voice was tense with nerves and adrenaline. For the Wolf Warrior Unit, this was their first encounter with a battle of this magnitude since departing Dark Night Island.

“Fire at will! Take them down!” Mackenzie commanded without a moment’s hesitation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The machine guns roared to life, spitting bullets down the snowy mountain path. Cultists from the Five Poison Sect fell one after another, but the chaos was far from contained. Some used the smoke and confusion to slip through unnoticed, emerging from the snowbanks with startling speed.

To make matters worse, stray gunfire struck the venomous toads scattered across the battlefield. The creatures exploded on impact, spraying toxic green liquid into the air.

The sickly stench spread quickly, choking the soldiers and turning their stomachs.

“Blargh-” Several Wolf Warriors stumbled, gagging and retching as the foul smell clung to the air. Their focus faltered, and the risk of poisoning grew by the second.

“Your Holiness, we must retreat now!” Falcon insisted, his face showing grim.

Falcon wasn’t known for being the most upstanding back on Dark Night Island, but his loyalty to Rhett had never wavered. Now, with Mackenzie’s safety in his hands, he wouldn’t let her fall–not on his watch.

Mackenzie scanned the battlefield, her cold gaze assessing the situation. The decision to retreat was swift and resolute.

She knew what it meant–pulling back meant cutting off Rhett and Anna, who were still up the mountain pursuing the Great Four Envoys. Yet staying put would only spell disaster for the Wolf Warrior Unit. The enemy outnumbered them at least ten to one, and continuing the fight would be suicidal.

It was a hard call, but Mackenzie didn’t waver. She couldn’t afford to. Trusting in Rhett and Anna’s abilities to find their own way down, she ordered the retreat, unbothered by the thought of criticism later.

“After them! Capture Mackenzie Quillen alive!”

A booming voice echoed through the battlefield as a grotesque figure climbed onto a rock. It was the Toad King. His bloated, warty skin made him look more like a creature than a man. His long, slimy tongue flicked out as he barked orders, his eyes gleaming with twisted excitement.

“Absolutely, Toad King!” the cultists yelled, surging forward to pursue Mackenzie.

her -her status as the Saintess of the Holy

compelling them to change direction. To make matters worse, Mackenzie’s group was also in the middle of retreating. In the confusion of battle, the

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struggling to keep Libby upright. To her, the situation couldn’t get

question–Would this chaotic moment spark Claudette’s memory? After all, Claudette had faced similar high–stress scenarios with Emmanuel due to their mutual passion for survival games. Could this instance finally

with Mackenzie had trained her to stay calm under pressure, but even she felt the

alternatives. We’ll infiltrate and conceal ourselves there!”

of the toad swarm and the cultists, the stronghold’s

Wolf Warriors led the charge, gunning down several guards in seconds. Lexi and her team pushed through

too slow with Libby. If

Lexi understood what needed to be done. Her decision–making mirrored Mackenzie’s–practical and unflinching. At this moment, she knew they had no choice but to leave the unconscious Libby behind. Carrying her any further would slow them down too much, and the entire group risked being captured

Unexpectedly, they stopped as if hitting an invisible boundary.

:

Claudette and Laura whispered, bewildered.

the team to continue moving,

and Aora’s duel raged on. After an entire night of fighting, neither had gained the upper

sound of battle at the base of the mountain distracted Rhett, breaking

the Toad King, has arrived. What now, Rhett? If your

growled, fury

her would be a shame he couldn’t bear. Without hesitation, he turned and sprinted down the mountain, leaving

tree branch, his palm striking out with lethal force, aiming

Despite his rugged appearance, his fighting instincts were razor–sharp. Anticipating the attack, he spun around mid–step and leashed a

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