Chapter 975:

“If any of you make a move,” she said coldly, “he dies first. Then it’ll be your turn.”

Her icy gaze swept over the group, her voice sharp and unforgiving.

“I’ll ask one last time — where is Amya?”

Not long ago, Allison had taken a few lives, and the lingering edge of that moment clung to her. Beside her, Kellan, too, radiated an overwhelming air of menace that made the men hesitate.

Side by side, they stood like embodiments of light and shadow, their presence chilling and commanding.

“Don’t… don’t shoot!” the man with butterfly tattoos stammered, his whole body shaking with fear.

Men like him were used to simple tasks—running errands, guarding doors, nothing more. He had never imagined facing people as ruthless as Allison and Kellan.

out. “In

doubt, that these two had spilled blood before. The faint, lingering scent of death around

ship?” Allison pressed,

his voice cracking. “I’m just

. com takes you

worthless, aren’t you worried you’ll meet your end in international waters someday?” Allison demanded, her voice dripping with

answer, she kicked him hard,

pieces, and he let out a groan of pain, his face twisted in

gun remained steady, ready to end them with a single

aside

a courtyard near the deserted island,” he said calmly. “Bring a team

came the swift reply on the

black arrived. They moved with precision, quickly restraining the man with butterfly tattoos and his companions, tying

do with them?” one

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