Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 106 An Explosion

"Roger that!"

Kallum rallied his elite troops into the fray with a precise command and an astute grasp of enemy tactics. His rapid penetration of Uriah's defenses signaled that victory was tantalizingly close.

It was regrettable, however, that throughout this conflict, he had yet to lay eyes on Calista.

His aggression was fueled primarily by the need to corner Uriah and annihilate his remaining forces in one fell swoop.

Given that Uriah was targeting his life, Kallum knew that, if cornered, Uriah would undoubtedly use Calista as a bargaining chip against him. In such a scenario, even if it meant a life-for-life exchange, his objective would be fulfilled.

Internally, Kallum felt the temperature rising; the antipyretic and subsequent antibodies seemed to have no effect. It was clear to him that he was facing his own mortality. Yet, if his end was inevitable, then he was resolute that Calista must survive at all costs. Suddenly, a sharp splat resounded as blood splattered across Calista's face. She had managed to eliminate that man in one clean strike, but dealing with the subsequent two wolfdogs proved to be more challenging.

Despite her injuries, Calista's strength and quick thinking prevailed, allowing her to dispatch the beasts as well.

After eliminating the threat, she quickly rose and found a place to conceal herself. Her swift actions were fortuitous; as anticipated, the sound of the wolfdog's yelp drew a man, intent on killing her.

The man was instantly on high alert. They had initially split up because they believed that no matter who Calista might encounter, her demise was inevitable. However, the sudden death of one of their own-if not by Calista's hand, then perhaps an unseen assailant- suggested a formidable enemy might be lurking.

Yet, he harbored doubts about Calista's capability for such skilled combat. With the relentless gunfire resonating from the mountain's base, it seemed plausible that enemy forces had infiltrated their ranks with nefarious intent.

he never relaxed his grip on his firearm, sweeping his gaze across

and reckless nature. Clutching a gun she had just seized, she considered her options. Her marksmanship, though decent, was no match

instead creating

slightest sound, his approach cautious, not wanting to alarm any potential adversary. He moved stealthily toward the source of the noise, rounding a large tree to confront what he presumed

her skin pale against the dirt and blood that marred her appearance. Her exposed shoulders and wide, frightened eyes could stir a mix of

spoke in Turlenian, suggesting a desperate bargain for her

grip loosened slightly, revealing more of her

yet confident in his comrades' capabilities, the man saw an opportunity

beauty, which he had noticed

a glint of cold resolve shone in her fingertips, where she secretly held a silver needle. While a needle was

to a cave within Mount Goldfall. Using explosives, he

battle had tilted decisively in his favor. Most of Uriah's men lay defeated, and the responsibility of delivering Uriah to

not just munitions, food, and medicine, but also stacked with gold bars, evidently Uriah's financial reserve for a potential resurgence. Uriah's blind vengeance had clouded his judgment; had he not been so consumed by revenge, he might have utilized these resources to stage a formidable comeback. From afar, Uriah's curses filled the air. Kallum responded with a cold smirk,

The communication system had

isolated and without updates on the unfolding situation outside.

conjectures to piece

of Kallum's forces were stationed in

Considering his numerous