An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Neville’s roar silenced the soldiers. They all stared at their general, whose eyes were bloodshot and his entire body trembling with fury. For a moment, no one dared to speak.

They understood his pain and shared his rage. That was why they’d lost control earlier.

But they had to control themselves. After all, it was a basic military discipline. No matter how deep their hatred, they had to hold it in until they received the order to attack.

Still, their silence didn’t mean their anger had cooled. If anything, it burned hotter with every second, growing heavier and more dangerous as it waited for release.

Just then, the tense silence was broken by three black sedans speeding toward the compound and stopping at the main gate.

When the soldiers saw the license plate on the lead car, they immediately cleared a path.

Matthias had finally arrived.

When the car door opened, the prince stepped out, followed closely by five elderly men in suits.

They varied in shape and stature-tall, short, thin, stocky-but all wore matching attire and radiated overwhelming energy. None of them made the slightest effort to hide it.

Even standing still, they exuded intense pressure, like mountains looming over everyone around them.

These were the five masters that the force backing Matthias meticulously cultivated. Four of them had reached the level of developed grandmaster, while the leader, a tall, lean man, was an ultimate grandmaster.

grandmaster, and four developed grandmasters. No matter where they stood, this was a force capable of

Arts Order, no other guild in the country could simultaneously call on

formidable of the royal heirs. His confidence in vying for the throne came entirely

out of the car, Neville rushed over to ask for orders. His fury had already

hour, he kills another hostage. Should we

every entrance and wait for my orders,” Matthias

already seen the mangled corpses at the gate. With his usual

Seamus’ warning echoed in his mind. He reminded Matthias to avoid a direct clash with Zeus at

turning to the tall, lean elder. “To prevent anything from slipping through, I need the five of you to set

four experts. ” Finnian and Sylas, north and south. Valerius and Corwin, east and west. I’ll take the center. Let’s show

“Got it.”

directions like a blur,

idle, either. He launched himself

“Begin formation!”

a low shout, the five men formed hand seals

“Rise!”

formation was set, they pointed toward the

above to form a glowing sphere. It grew