Return of the Crowned Heiress

Pete struggled in look at the robed man, his voice house as he whispered, “Sh, I’ve done my best. The rest is up to you. What I handed you just now are two C, explosives. Use them wisely. If “you can’t hold out, blow open an escape route and get yourself out of here. Don’t worry about me.”

The robed man was kommentary moved.

He had expected Pete to hand over their last – duch liteline. For a moment, the cold and calculating man faltered.

The robed man nodded solemnly, his voice low but resolute as he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll come back for you.” Perford a faint smile, weakly nodding “1bebeve you.”

The robed man gripped one of the CL explosives, molding it into an irregular shape as he scanned his surroundings. While holding off the advancing agents, he steadily made his way toward

The Special Operations Unit team

i was mindful of their orders total stead of outright killing him.

suspects alive. Their attacks, though relentless, were measured and non–l

lethal, hoping to wear the robed man

robed man seined that opportunity and successfully moved closer to the SUV.

When he was roughly a few steps irway, Michael, who had been watching the fight from the knew that he had made brief contact with Pete earlier.

tres, narrowed his eyes. Michael noticed the robed man grabbing something in his hands and

However, due to Michael’s obstructed viewer, he could not see what the robed man was holding in his hand

However, the robed man’s gradual treatiggered Michael’s instincts. A sudden sense of danger gripped him. Michael stepped forward and barked, “Scatter! Move back!”

time, he quickly vaulted

deatening explosion ripped through the air, sending a shockwave outward Smoke, debris, and dust billowed into the sky, blanketing the area. The

the farthest from the blast, only suffered minor injuries. He quickly shook off the dust and debris, rising to survey the

moment Michael told them to Because of that,

with lighter injuries were still able to carry out their mission.

patience had

a number of victims in the past. Michal originally planned to capture

now, he decided to do it

off his gloves and tossed them aside. He instructed two other agrets to tend to the wounded while he

The reinforced, blast–resistant vehicle shielded him from all damage. But before he

hopped off the top of the car almost immediately. By the time the obed man looked up and registered what was happening, an hon

on his eye socket, shattering it instantly.

Chapticeos

burned like wildfire in the robed man’s chest. Michael’s punch had ignited every

after landing his initial punch. Alter landing, he followed

man was ready. He dodged with a roll, picked up some

the dut, scattering it across Michael’s lace and

blinding him.

the opening, he lunged with a blade aimed straight at

track the robed man’s movements by the shift

as the blade fell to the

a sharp shake of his head. Michael got rid of the remaining dirt on his lashes before sloty opening his bloodshot eyes to look at the robed man. His lips curled Into a smile as he reached thea

Michael’s grip

in. He had plenty of unfinished business. Years of meticulous planning were all leading to this moment, the once–in would never have another chance to find this mythical