An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“M-Mr. Rhys, I’m truly sorry. I was wrong earlier. Please don’t hold it against me, and forgive me this once.” After a moment of stunned silence, Zayne quickly apologized, with sweat beading on his forehead. He knew Dustin was an ultimate grandmaster who could instantly end his life.

“Don’t do it again.” Dustin shot him a cold glare but didn’t take the opportunity to strike.

In his eyes, these people had already sealed their fate by colluding with the Hall of Gods and infiltrating Sacred Wrym Summit. It was just a matter of when they would die.

“Of course, Mr. Rhys. Thank you for your mercy.” Zayne nodded repeatedly. His face was a mixture of relief and gratitude.

It was clear that if not for Dustin’s magnanimity, today could have been his last. He had learned a hard lesson in humility-never blindly flatter or misread the situation, or death would come soon enough.

“I’ll cut it short. We all have the same goal here. As long as we work together, I’m confident we’ll succeed in tonight’s mission,” Dustin said as his eyes swept across the room.

Everyone who met his eyes nodded in agreement except for Willard.

He had been drinking absentmindedly from the start. He was utterly indifferent to everything around him and seemed lost in his world.

Dustin had a favorable impression of Willard. He didn’t seem like the type to follow the Hall of Gods blindly. After all, Willard stopped Garrett when he had tried to attack Dustin previously. If things went south tonight, Dustin wouldn’t hesitate to protect Willard.

“Alright, everyone. Take a moment to rest and recharge. Once the time is right, we’ll move out together,” Hank said. “I’ve got something to handle, so I’ll be excusing myself for now.” He gave a quick nod to the group before leaving.

two hours before midnight, there was plenty of time

leaving the secluded courtyard, Hank moved quickly. He crossed mountains and ridges until he arrived at the Hall of Gods’ temporary

remote location. Surrounded by both visible and hidden guards, no

meeting

accompanied by the Hall of

Anthony Alessandro, and the three deadliest assassins from Eskus- Vanzan, Shyvan, and Noir-along with Batuul, the Fist Sage from

most powerful figures internationally. Everyone had gathered with one goal-to infiltrate Sacred Wrym Summit, steal their

to these ultimate grandmasters, the Hall of Gods had sent over a dozen grandmasters of godly rank to oversee the mission, along with a team of several hundred

mobilized all its resources to ensure this mission’s success. Failure wasn’t

Bailey waved his hand, and a group of attendants entered the meeting hall with a

serum developed by the Hall of Gods. Each of you will receive two bottles. After taking it, your strength will increase dramatically. Feel

opened, two

Hall of Gods picked up the vials and drank them before everyone as a declaration of trust and to prove

about the Hall of Gods ‘ enhanced serum. I’ll be the first to try it.” Anthony didn’t hesitate for a second. Without any doubt, he examined the vials and then downed them

faster as energy coursed through him.

Grizz Lord, for the serum.” Anthony bowed