Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 452 Proposition

Isabelle’s words offered reassurance, “Relax, Dark Shadow’s fixated on me.”

Leaning in. George confided, “That’s exactly why I can’t let my guard down.”

Isabelle countered, “I’ve got plenty of experience.”

With ten missions under her belt, eight of which involved high–stakes. assassinations, she was well–versed in evading pursuers. Too many times had she evaded capture, laying low for days or weeks until the heat dissipated. The thrill of being a nationally hunted fugitive never failed to excite her.

She adhered to the mantra that the most perilous places were often the safest. After each mission, she led her hunters on a wild chase, feeding them false trails. before circling back to the scene of the crime.

She’d then kick back and indulge in a drink while the pursuers were putting on a show of chase and arrest

But this time felt different. She couldn’t simply retreat to Dark Shadow’s sanctuary, could she?

George studied her intently, probing, “Where did you pick up all this expertise?”

Isabelle’s playful demeanour surfaced as she challenged, “Wanna take a guess?”

He could never Prior to their encounter, she had been a ghost in his world. With her skills, she should have been a legend, a name whispered throughout Cheshian.

Yet, her origins remained shrouded, her upbringing and the snippets revealed by Sam and Dylan about her formative years in Norward City offering scant clues.

After the concert concluded, they joined the throngs spilling into the rain- drenched streets.

The cold, wet drizzle prompted George to drape his coat over Isabelle, adjusting her scarf to shield her face. Opening the umbrella, he naturally enveloped her in its protective arc as they ventured into the downpour.

Hailing a cab proved futile, but their hotel wasn’t far.

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ponder how much more enjoyable the evening would be without the looming specter of Dark Shadow.

jolted George to attention. With an icy edge to her voice, she challenged the unseen, “Show yourself.”

George braced for whatever

black umbrella, emerged from a nearby alley, his Ardon features

glare of the newcomer, George’s instincts screamed danger. Without a second thought, he

the stranger left no doubt in George’s mind: he was no ordinary assassin, but a renowned figure

than skulking in the shadows, he boldly confronted them, a

indifference,

remained tight–lipped.

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had aided her, yet Isabelle couldn’t dismiss the possibility of

enemies. To bolster their strength, they would press on with the evil

‘fail in a mission‘ just like Storm Shadow

a solemn declaration, Moon Shadow stated, “Dark Shadow has bigger

concerns at present.”

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were on Isabelle.

cut to the chase, “What’s your angle?”

his

long time, she knew she had no friends or anything

further, “Seeking vengeance for

guard, “Shouldn’t that be

spoke volumes.

your aim the demise of Joker?”

swift and

you?” Moon Shadow

not merely a lone adversary in Joker, but the entirety

“Neither can live while the other

Dark Shadow would only culminate in the downfall