Chapter 800

As the scream pierced the air, the remaining nine assassins sprang into action and scattered quickly. Michael felt a sinking certainty. They had not come to rescue Eleanor, but to kill her.

But when he turned to the carriage, he froze in disbelief. The assassin that had attacked the carriage had been yanked inside. His legs were dangling outside, clearly unable to move.

Carissa smiled as she stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage. Michael leaned closer to see inside, and his jaw dropped.

Rafael?

Rafael’s presence aside, Eleanor was bound to one side of the carriage. The scream he had heard had come from her, and now she glared at the incapacitated assassin with fierce intensity.

Rafael yanked the assassin down from the carriage and handed him over to Michael.

“Take him back to the Supreme Court. I’ve immobilized him and extracted the poison capsule from his mouth, but we can’t let our guard down. Once he’s there, feed him muscle–relaxing powder. Apart from having poison on them, these suicide soldiers can also kill themselves with their inner force.”

Michael motioned for some men to grab the assassin, casting a puzzled glance at Rafael.

When had he gotten into the carriage? When they started the journey, the carriage had clearly been empty. Also, the Capital Guard had been surrounding the carriage all the way out of the Supreme Court.

going on, Commander Sinclair?” Michael

to the Heritage Bureau first,” Carissa replied. She looked at Rafael and made a triumphant fist pump, smiling. “You ride Lightning

to you,” Rafael said, glancing at

a cold stare. “Do you think I’ll

Our goal is to capture the assassin and instill more fear in someone. I know exactly who

She merely scoffed, then smirked and said, “And what of it? Go tell

grin, swinging onto the horse and

carriage

the way. Inside the carriage, Eleanor fixed her eyes on Carissa. This was the

someone from the Supreme Court. Carissa had appeared a few times too, but only to listen

“You bitch!” Eleanor spat.

was swollen and she could barely lift her arms. Despite enduring torture, she

She was indeed a tough

disappointed you didn’t die? Carissa asked, glancing at Eleanor’s shredded sleeve with a

smile.

sword was altmed directly at the center of the carriage, while she sat on the right side. The fact that her sleeve was shredded

scream.

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