An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

When the fire broke out on Sacred Wyrm Summit, Dustin received the order to launch the attack. He immediately led a team to infiltrate the Forbidden Ground as planned.

With the Hall of Gods’ large-scale invasion in full swing, the summit was in chaos, with people scrambling to extinguish the fire. This left the Forbidden Ground unprotected, as most regular guards had been reassigned. Only the mountain itself stood alone and was isolated in its stillness.

Still, he didn’t underestimate the Sacred Wyrm Summit’s defenses. Even without guards, the Forbidden Ground wasn’t a place anyone could simply enter. After all, the summit was known for having the most powerful enchantment circle in the martial world.

When Dustin and his team reached the back mountain, they discovered that two other teams had already arrived ahead of them.

These groups, hired by the Hall of Gods, were primarily composed of shady individuals. While their ethics were questionable, their strength was unquestionable.

To keep their identities hidden, everyone on the mission wore masks. Dustin’s team donned red demon masks, while the other two wore black and white masks.

Alongside the masks, each person wore a distinctive emblem representing the Hall of Gods, which was used to distinguish allies from enemies.

The leader of the black-mask team was a burly man with two heavy, thunderous purple-gold hammers strapped to his waist. His fierce gaze and commanding presence left no doubt he was not a pushover.

The leader of the white-mask team was a hunched, elderly man with gray hair and gnarled hands. He coughed occasionally, appearing frail and on the brink of collapse. Yet, the deference shown by his team revealed he was no ordinary figure.

“Mr. Sadrick, another team has arrived. How about we let them go in first?”

mask, leaned

met before and shared a bit of camaraderie. Their earlier scouting had revealed that the

they hesitated over whether to proceed, Dustin and his team arrived. Danny quickly decided they’d make perfect

kid lead the way,” Marcell nodded

been more fitting. While they technically shared the same goal and could be called allies in a loose sense, when danger loomed, allies were little more than

you.” Danny dropped his cold demeanor and greeted Dustin with a welcoming grin like they

Dustin

flashed

up for the treasure hunt. No time to waste. Go in, and we’ll

you’re going through.”

We’re allies. No need to be so

thought it might take some convincing, but he never imagined Dustin would be naive enough to agree without

as he turned and led the way into

was filled with enchantment circles. He knew what Danny was

and the Sacred Wrym Summit

out of nowhere. No matter how hard they tried to clear it with palm winds,

all sense of direction. Visibility dropped to no more than ten