An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 2580

“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.

end of the road, a wave of black steel surged

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

“Draken Guardians?”

paled when they saw

Black Dragon Army of West Lucozia was already the

the crop, handpicked from thousands of Black Dragon Army

master in their own right. Any

a force unless the situation was dire. Neither

and Dave knew

soldiers, they were confident they could fight their way through. But against a hundred Draken

with the reinforcements and

hundred Red Legion soldiers were trapped. They were caught between a fierce force ahead

run or

Guardians came to a stop. A broad-shouldered, imposing

Dave before he spoke in a cold, commanding

simple, but they carried

who achieved great feats

small fry-but Warrick, who was halfway

of that caliber was enough

“What should we do?”

his grip tightened

a vow. They didn’t need to live on the same day, month, or year. Instead, they only

we do? Fight

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