An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Three minutes later, all the Dragon Guard assassins lay in a pool of blood. Dustin was drenched in blood. He staggered, barely holding himself up.

His life signs weakened, and his powerful energy dissipated. He was on the verge of collapse. The surroundings grew hazy. His heartbeat was near silent.

“After everything I’ve been through, I die at the hands of my own people. How ironic!”

Dustin chuckled softly as he looked at the knife in his chest. He grabbed it with both hands and pulled it out.

In an instant, blood sprayed.

knife stuck in him. As he pulled it out, the world

Everything went black.

and vanished into his forehead. As the pendant entered his body, it instantly transformed into a powerful energy coursing through Dustin’s limbs and

including the fatal wound from

brink of death. Meanwhile, at a distant house, Grace suddenly shuddered and

the pendant been

Confusion marred her expression.

“This is bad!”

and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight toward

base of the Dragon Guard headquarters, a man in a ghostly mask lounged on a fancy golden dragon throne. He briefly closed his eyes for a break.

of death warriors with grim faces. These death warriors were trained aces of the

practiced dark magic but also constantly fortified their bodies with poisons. They rendered themselves tireless, impervious to pain, and fearlessly resilient to