“Damn it! This punk’s tougher than I thought. We’re in real trouble if this keeps up,” Connor said, swinging his twin blades relentlessly. Every strike was aimed at Axel’s vital points.

But Axel was quick. He weaved in and out of reach and avoided direct confrontation. It was obvious he was just stalling for time.

“Sir Prescott should be far enough by now. There’s no point dragging this out. Let’s fall back.”

Sensing the futility of their efforts, Dave considered retreating. He didn’t fear death, but he wasn’t about to waste his life for nothing.

Since Warrick had escaped, their interception mission was also completed.

“You guys hold him off. The rest of you, fall back with me.”

Connor was decisive. Realizing they weren’t making any progress, he quickly ordered a retreat and left a few decoys behind to buy time.

They had barely run a hundred yards when a wave of soldiers suddenly appeared at the alley’s entrance. Hundreds, maybe even thousands, filled the narrow space and completely blocked any chance of escape.

“Fall back!”

Connor and Dave exchanged a glance.

Without hesitation, they turned and bolted in the opposite direction. With fewer than a hundred men, charging into an enemy several times their size would be suicide.

The sound of perfectly synchronized footsteps echoed from ahead, and the ground beneath them started to shake.

Connor and Dave skidded to a halt. Their eyes widened in shock as they stared at the distance.

the road, a wave of black steel surged

their faces were hidden behind menacing masks. They were tall, their eyes sharp, and radiated a deadly authority.

“Draken Guardians?”

and Dave’s face paled when they saw

Lucozia was already the most elite military force in the

of the crop, handpicked from thousands of Black Dragon Army soldiers. They were the best of the

master in their own right. Any single member could stand

never deploy such a force unless the situation was dire. Neither

Connor and Dave

they were confident they could fight their way through.

had regrouped with the reinforcements and was closing in

Dave, and their hundred Red Legion soldiers were trapped. They were caught between a

to run or

to a stop. A broad-shouldered,

Connor and Dave before he spoke

were simple, but they

who achieved great feats during the

or Dave-he two small fry-but Warrick, who was halfway to becoming

caliber was enough

“What should we do?”

glanced at Connor, and his grip tightened around

need to live on the same day, month, or year.

else can we do?

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