An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

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.

guards, stepped out. He immediately recognized the uniforms they wore as

the City Defenders had undergone a complete restructuring. All officials linked to Huxley had been placed under

was clear that Huxley had already planted

sent us to assist

“Poseidon?”

their shock. They had all heard of Poseidon one of the four royal Gods of the Hall of

sworn enemy

to have ties to the Hall of Gods. To

only a force as powerful as the Hall of Gods could get them safely

have a way to get us out?” Warrick asked

“Of course.”

stepped forward to

necessary arrangements,” Mulder said. “Put this on and come with us. We’ll get you out of the city without

one uniform?” Warrick glanced at his four guards. “What about

to escort you alone. Their fate is none of

just a few extra sets of clothes. Is it really that big of a deal?” Kalen couldn’t help but speak

or five-what difference did it make? They were all just trying to survive, so a little flexibility shouldn’t be too much

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

“Why not?” Kalen frowned.

you try to blend in, it’ll raise suspicion. And if we

“You little-”

one of his comrades held him back and said, “Our safety doesn’t matter. As long as you can get Sir Prescott out of the

He turned to Warrick and said, “We don’t have much time.