An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

As night fell, darkness crept across the city. Inside a modest residence, Warrick sat on the bed with his eyes closed. He was meditating to restore his energy.

After a day of recovery, he had expelled nearly all of the Tranqurin from his system. It was no longer a serious concern.

However, the city was under lockdown. All the major roads were blocked and wanted posters with his face were plastered everywhere. Though his strength had returned, he still couldn’t escape from Celestria.

So, he had no choice but to lay low and wait for the storm to pass. As for the original owner of the house, he was nothing more than a corpse now.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock at the door.

Warrick’s eyes snapped open, and his hand instinctively reached for the sword beside him.

“Who is it?”

In the living room, the Red Legion guards tensed up. Two of them quietly drew their blades, positioning themselves on either side of the door.

“It’s me.”

A familiar voice rang out.

The guards immediately exhaled in relief. One of them peeked through the door’s narrow gap. After confirming it was their ally, they quickly unlocked the door.

a plain-looking man dressed in black. At first glance, he seemed unremarkable, but his eyes were

Finns! It’s already so late. What took you so long? We thought something

I might not have made it back at all,” Geralt explained. He removed his hat,

the mission?” Kalen asked, leaning toward the door

made contact with our reinforcement. They’ve agreed to help us leave the city

Prescott right away.” Kalen’s face

toward the bedroom,

stepped out, his complexion

heard everything,” he said. He studied Geralt for a moment, then gave a

doing my duty. I don’t dare claim any merit,” Geralt replied

are the ones I trust the most,” Warrick said, scanning the people before him. “No matter what happens-whether we leave Celestria or even West Lucozia-I will make sure you

Red Legion guards saluted

happening outside?” Warrick

major checkpoint is heavily guarded. Without a royal badge, there’s no way

something important, he added, “Oh, and I think I saw

Warrick raised his

Guardians-Jaxon Steele,” Geralt

room fell into stunned silence. Even Warrick’s

West Lucozia’s most elite force. Any one of them could hold the rank of a general in any

unfathomable-even at his peak, Warrick wasn’t confident he could defeat Jaxon. If the Draken Guardians