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

upon Middle Island

the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver with

other families. We must deal with this external

posed a direct threat to the resources of Inner Island's ruling families.

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

Elder; tell him we

Quentin was

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

set the rules that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and

turned to

had made their move.

the assault was launched in the Forbidden Island, which was

him?" Quentin mused darkly, wiping the blood from

island forces,

to take things this far, Quentin was ready to meet the

Gellar, K's forces cby helicopter. At least thirty have been sighted so far,"

else has

Elder."

had been lost since morning, and it was likely that K's men had

well.

frown deepened. "Forget it then. Just fight. I want to see if K has the guts to destroy the

the coast of Forbidden Island, a fleet of massive ships lay in wait. Philip lounged on the deck

on Gøøglᴇ to access

waters were under lockdown; no vessel would pass by for days, so their

he obliterated the island, he would make

and the Holy

had stumbled upon her trail, and Philip was astonished to find her

He wanted to see

too consumed by darkness to lead, that his

to those

his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask

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