An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

If Warrick had been at his peak, Axel might have been more cautious.

But with Tranqurin coursing through his vein, Warrick had barely a fraction of his usual strength left. His power was still fading, and Axel wasn’t about to waste the opportunity. He had to capture Warrick while he had the chance.

“Get the hell out of my way!”

As the enforcers closed in, Warrick let out a furious roar and slammed his massive fist into the floor.

With a loud explosion, the earth shook violently. The ground within dozens of yards cracked and caved in, splitting apart like a spiderweb. A powerful shockwave tore through the air, sending dirt flying and walls shattering. The entire meeting room collapsed into ruins.

The elite enforcers, caught in the blast, were flung backward like ragdolls. They crashed to the ground, disoriented and battered. Even Axel was thrown back more than ten yards.

Warrick panted heavily, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Forcing his internal energy into action had only accelerated the Tranqurin’s effects. He knew that if this dragged on, he wouldn’t survive the night.

“Austin! One day, I swear, you’ll pay for this.”

With a final furious shout, he pushed off the ground and shot 30 feet into the air. He vaulted over the courtyard wall in a single leap.

“After him!”

Axel didn’t hesitate. He made a snap decision and led his elite enforcement squad in pursuit.

same time, the emergency

Every entrance and exit was sealed as royal guards were mobilized to form a

still, gazing into the distance with an unreadable expression. Whether he was pleased, angry,

the castle. If he still managed to escape, it would mean

of lightning. He had blocked several of his own vital pressure points to slow

most, he had half an hour before his strength completely gave out, leaving him an easy target. His only chance was to break out of the castle

Don’t let him

all directions as royal guards closed

had been sealed. There was nowhere left to

“Damn it!”

to a stop and scanned his surroundings

followed the same familiar paths. Now, with enemies closing in from all sides, he had lost his bearings. Panic crept in as he realized he had no idea where

advancing from every direction, Warrick had no time to think. If the guards caught up to him, the situation would only

I’ll take

on instinct, and took

brute strength of a warrior halfway to becoming an ultimate grandmaster, he smashed through them like a battering

in his weakened state, his strength was still beyond anything they could