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But no one expected that the city where lan was staying would plunge into panic as daylight broke.

At 7 a.m., right at the peak of the morning rush, a patient infected with a contagious disease was discovered in the bustling city

center.

That meant the disease had made its way to the heart of the city.

The mall where the patient was found was immediately sealed off, trapping everyone inside for observation, while outside, anxiety

was spreading like wildfire.

lan stood on his hotel balcony and watched the people below rushing about, frantically stockpiling supplies from the supermarkets.

Chaos was on the horizon.

So when Beck's call cthrough, lan's brow furrowed, his heart skipping a beat.

"You had only one job—keep an eye on her! But you just screwed it!"

Beck, knowing he was at fault, didn't dare to argue.

lan took a deep breath before hanging up. He tried to call Maja, only to find her phone switched off.

He instantly regretted sneaking into the city behind her back, knowing full well what she was like.

The city was descending into disorder, and Maja, pregnant and alone, could be facing any number of dangers.

He couldn't bear to think about it, bombarding her with messages, desperate to find out when her flight would land.

When Maja arrived at the airport, something felt off. The air was thick with dust, making it hard to see.

She wasn't alone; another traveler from Windhelm was with her, both of them stung by the whipping sand.

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he said as he shut the

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was chatting with a group of people, who promptly

grin, the guide pocketed the money and drove

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was as

never imagined that a guide could be so

a language she didn't understand,

kicked out, toppling two of them with a well-placed

and a motorcycle that seemed to be

While still

the other

doubled over, white-faced

motorcycle keys from the ground, Maja pulled the

"Let's go!"

on

basics and could handle a bicycle, so

the route they'd taken, so she turned to

remember how to

her voice

Maja drove the motorcycle while the woman

hour later, they stopped close to the airport, but

phone, the woman guided Maja