As night deepened, the streets were nearly empty under the city’s full lockdown, save for uniformed patrols. The few civilians who were out walked hurriedly, afraid of drawing trouble.

At that moment, a ten-man patrol unit approached the small courtyard where Warrick was hiding.

Leading them was Mulder Frank, a burly man with a buzz cut. After ensuring the street was clear, he stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door.

The knocking followed a distinct rhythm, like a secret code. After the first knock, there was no response, so he knocked twice more.

On the third knock, the gate finally creaked open a crack. A shadowed figure inside revealed only half their face and muttered in a low, deep voice, “The sun shines bright in the sky.”

Without missing a beat, Mulder responded, “I raise my glass and ask the blue sky.”

It was the secret code they had set up beforehand.

“Come in, gentlemen. Sir Prescott has been expecting you.”

The courtyard door swung open, and Kalen gestured for them to enter.

Mulder nodded and led his team inside.

Once they were all in, Kalen poked his head out to scan the street. After confirming that there was nothing suspicious, he quickly closed the door.

At that moment, the residence door opened.

immediately

had taken over, the City Defenders had undergone a complete restructuring. All officials linked to Huxley

it was clear that Huxley had already planted inside agents within the City Defenders, which

Prescott, Lord Poseidon sent us to assist

“Poseidon?”

guards glanced at one another, and their faces betrayed their shock. They had all heard of Poseidon one

enemy of West

the Hall of

as powerful as

way to get us out?”

“Of course.”

men stepped forward to present a

come with us. We’ll

at his four guards. “What

to escort you alone. Their fate is none of

really that big of a

uniform or five-what difference did it make? They were all just trying to survive, so a little flexibility

said. “Even if I could get more, I wouldn’t give

“Why not?” Kalen frowned.

Prescott. If the rest of you try to blend in, it’ll raise suspicion.

“You little-”

safety doesn’t matter. As long as you can get Sir Prescott out of the city safely, we’ll figure out the rest

said nothing. He turned to Warrick and said,

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