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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 so

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

with the other families. We must deal

threat to the resources of Inner Island's ruling families. They had to eradicate

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

Elder; tell him we have an

revered by the families. Quentin was much more than a

all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and

that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and his word was law.

turned

made their move. He

was launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a blatant disregard

Quentin mused darkly,

our island forces, and

take things this far, Quentin was ready

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

noted. "Find out if anything else has happened within the organization

Elder."

morning, and it

well.

then. Just fight. I want to see if K

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

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

if he obliterated the island, he would make it escaping the

island harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy Daughter. His agents at

her trail, and Philip was astonished

couldn't destroy the island—not yet. He wanted to see her,

to him? That he was too consumed by darkness to lead, that his ruthlessness and cunning would

those around

his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask he wore as Phelps back