As lan and Oliver were left alone, the tension in the room was palpable.

Ralap, a man known for his caution, had stationed guards outside of lan's dwelling since the night before.

It was a charade of protection that thinly veiled his true intentions—surveillance. Ralap was after the medicine, a valuable

commodity in their cutthroat world. Now that it was gone, his unease was evident, yet he knew better than to lay a finger on lan.

As soon as the door closed, Oliver stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust from his jeans in a gesture of readiness.

"So, lan, when are we making our move?" he asked, the casual tone belying the gravity of their situation.

lan's gaze drifted toward the window; dusk was only a few hours away. He had deliberately leaked his location to the hounds who

were baying for his blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were under K's command.

K's influence seemed to have spread even here. Undoubtedly, K was holding back for sreason—if not, they would have been

wiped off the map with a single bomb, rather than this elaborate hunt within the island's confines.

But tonight, K's men would come. And when they did, amidst the clash with Ralap's forces, lan and Oliver would slip away to find

Maja.

Oliver didn't wait for an answer; he knew the pattern of their conversations well enough. Together, they silently bid their time.

Two hours later, the calm was shattered by the distant sound of gunfire. Ralap sat erect in the parlor, sipping his tea. Upon hearing

the shots, he turned to his most trusted aide.

"Go check what's happening."

But before the aide could move, the sporadic gunfire turned into a cacophony of chaos.

"Boss, I'll cover you. We need to get out of here," the aide insisted as Ralap's expression soured. Had his enemies dared to

Middle Island

cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver

the other families. We must deal

intruders' audacity posed a direct threat to the resources of Inner

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

Elder; tell him we

Quentin was much more

keys to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he

for centuries, and his word was law. Now,

they turned to him for

their move. He had expected a

the Forbidden Island,

darkly, wiping the blood from his

all our island forces,

was mad enough to take things this far, Quentin

Gellar, K's forces cby helicopter. At least thirty

"Find out if anything else has happened within the

Elder."

it was likely that K's men had seized

well.

deepened. "Forget it then. Just fight. I want to see if K has

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were under lockdown; no vessel would pass

he obliterated the island, he would make it escaping

The island harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy Daughter. His

trail, and

yet. He wanted

too consumed by darkness to lead,

to those around

lips curled into a smile, but quickly his expression morphed into the warm

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