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!”

same time, he quickly vaulted over the SUV and used

ripped through the air, sending a shockwave outward Smoke, debris, and dust billowed into the sky, blanketing the area. The blast shifted nearby rocks, shattering the

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

them to Because of

Some were sprawled motionless, but those with lighter injuries were

patience had tun

and killed quite a number of victims in the past. Michal originally planned to

decided to do it

tossed them aside. He instructed two other agrets to tend to the wounded while

behind the SUV. The reinforced, blast–resistant vehicle shielded him from all damage.

he hopped off the top of the car almost immediately. By the time the obed man looked

a guttural scream. The punch landed squarely on his eye socket, shattering it instantly. Blood and to as

Chapticeos

in the robed man’s chest. Michael’s punch had ignited every ounce of

Alter landing, he followed up with

picked up some loose dat from the ground

across Michael’s lace and body, Dirt

blinding him.

out a low, menacing laugh. Seizing the opening, he lunged with a blade aimed

despite being temporarily blinded, Michaelled on his heightened senses. He could track the robed man’s movements by the shift

the ground rang out as the blade fell to the floor. Michael’s in grip camped down on the man’s wrist,

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

grip was unyielding

had plenty of unfinished business. Years of meticulous planning were all leading