“Stop right there!” Colton suddenly shouted and stopped Mulder just as he was about to pass through the checkpoint.

In an instant, everyone tensed up. Mulder’s hand instinctively moved to the hilt of his blade, and Warrick clenched his fists, ready for a fight.

“Mr. Dane, is there a problem?” Mulder turned, smiling calmly.

“Are these men your soldiers?” Colton’s gaze swept over the men, scanning each one from the front to the back.

“Of course. I trained them myself.” Mulder nodded, the easy smile still plastered on his face.

“Show me their ID badges. I need to check them one by one.”

“Is that really necessary? I’m in a bit of a hurry to carry out my mission.”

“I’m just doing my duty, and I’d appreciate your cooperation,” Colton replied, his gaze unwavering.

“Mr. Dane, it’s not like we just met. Do you still not trust me?” Mulder’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Besides, I have Mr. Cruz’s signed authorization right here. Even if you won’t do me a favor, surely you wouldn’t disrespect him, right?”

Colton frowned and looked hesitant. He didn’t mind offending Mulder, but crossing Axel could spell trouble for his career. Still, if he didn’t check carefully and something went wrong, he’d be the one held accountable.

After a few moments of deliberation, Colton stood his ground. “Rules are rules. Please show me the ID badges.”

Mulder’s smile slowly faded. “Since you insist, I guess we have no choice but to comply.”

He turned to the dozen or so men behind him and gave them a subtle nod. “Show your IDs to Mr. Dane.”

remained silent as they pulled

from the front. The first ten men checked out without issue. But when

your badge?”

towering frame made him impossible to miss. His face, partially hidden by a thick beard,

closer, he caught a faint scent

it,”

“You didn’t bring it?”

man’s face looked familiar-like he had seen him somewhere before. But with his head lowered and his high collar hiding half his

ordered, now on high alert. His hand instinctively moved to the hilt of

saw through it after

man slowly raised his head, revealing

none other than

“You…”

draw his sword, Warrick

jerked; his face froze in

to let us through, but you just had to get in the way,” Warrick snarled with a wicked grin. “You’re getting paid peanuts for this job. Why risk your

body more than ten yards away. The lifeless body skidded across the ground, leaving a long,

the checkpoint guards stood frozen as they struggled

the sight. None of them had expected a member of the City Defenders to suddenly attack and kill

“Attack!”

was already prepared. Without hesitation, he drew his

dozen or so skilled men behind him didn’t hesitate and drew their weapons

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