An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“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.

a wave of black steel surged toward

were clad in dark armor, and their faces were hidden behind menacing masks. They were tall, their eyes sharp, and radiated a deadly authority. Their presence was even more intimidating than that of the elite enforcement

“Draken Guardians?”

saw the emblem on

was already the most elite military force in the land, unstoppable

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

a master in

castle would never deploy such a force unless the situation was dire. Neither had expected the legendary Draken Guardians to be deployed

they appeared, Connor and Dave knew there was

they were confident they could fight their way through. But against a hundred Draken Guardians, they stood no

now, Axel had regrouped with the reinforcements and was

Red Legion soldiers were trapped. They were caught between a

run or

Draken Guardians came to a stop.

and Dave before he spoke

words were simple, but they

Jaxon Steele, who achieved great feats

two small fry-but Warrick, who was halfway to becoming an

that caliber was enough to warrant the

“What should we do?”

Connor, and his grip

brothers, bound by a vow. They didn’t need to live on the same day, month, or year. Instead, they only promised to die together on

else can we do?