An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Dustin’s plan was simple. He wanted to capture the leaders before anything else. When the battle started, he let Austin and the Draken Guardians take on the majority of the enemy. Then, he would take the opportunity to attack the core and capture the Four Northern Sovereigns.

With his abilities, he might not be able to fight the large troops, but he could easily capture the leaders among the soldiers.

To prevent the Four Northern Sovereigns from running away, he kept his true potential hidden when he first’ got into the battle. He wanted to show them that he was weak.

He kept this cover until Draven and Mortimer’s royal guards were lured away, at which point he revealed his true abilities and captured both of them.

Now that Draven and Mortimer had been captured, he only had to deal with Atticus and Ignatius. The army surrounding the castle would surrender when the two were captured.

“It’s your turn now!” Dustin focused his gaze, and as soon as he found them, he charged toward them with his sword.

“Quick! Stop him!”

“Over here! Hurry! Don’t let him get any closer!”

Atticus and Ignatius were shouting for help, looking panicked. They had seen many skilled fighters on the battlefield. Yet, even the best fighters would die when surrounded.

signs of fatigue, he was getting better and more formidable by the

unbelievable that the troop of at least a few thousand soldiers couldn’t

Whisperer. When did the West Lucozian monarchy

“Protect the sovereigns!”

slowing Dustin

only wanted

Ignore the commotion! Get in the

guards pushed Atticus and Ignatius into the car without

the roads around the castle when they surrounded it. There would be no obstruction on

to a safe area and hide. It wouldn’t be too late if they showed

saw them leaving, Dustin swung his sword, and it transformed into a dark light. He dashed forward,

“Ultimate defense!”

forming a sturdy human wall. They knew they couldn’t fight the enemy and had chosen

it and crashed right into the human

danced, and blood splattered on the ground. Wherever his blade struck, everything would be split into halves. It didn’t matter