The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The grand hall of the Northern Business Plaza stood silent, its vast emptiness broken only by the rhythmic clatter of boots striking the polished floor.

The sound echoed, sharp and disciplined, as the procession of senior officers from the Special Operations Military Region marched in perfect unison. Their imposing presence drew every gaze.

No one noticed the lifeless body of Jeb sprawled on the ground.

Suddenly, a raw, anguished wail shattered the silence.

"My son Skylar's voice tore through the stillness as he cradled Drogo's limp form. His grief twisted into fury as he raised his tear-streaked face to the soldiers.

"Stop right there!" he roared, his voice filled with despair and rage. "Robin killed my son! You owe me an explanation!"

"If you think you can silence me, if you think you can crush the Fioris with your power, think again!! swear, I'll tear the heavens apart if I must, but Robin will pay for this with his life!"

The officers halted mid-step. The weight of Skylar's words hung heavy in the air.

Blocking their path, Skylar fell to his knees. His sobs wracked his body, yet his voice carried a desperate plea.

"Mr. Cross... Commander Baxter... You must do what's right. Drogo never provoked Robin, not once. And. yet Robin killed him. You can't protect him this time!"

"Even if they're officers of Draconia, they can't just take a life without facing judgment!"

Simon glanced at Hunter. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them. Simon turned and gestured toward the two medical examiners standing nearby. "Check Drogo. Tell me how he died." Simon said. The examiners approached the lifeless body. They knelt down and began their work. Then they went back to Simon. "Mr. Cross, Drogo's heart ruptured completely. All eight major blood vessels to the heart were severed." The heart depends on eight vital vessels, each as necessary as the next.

Some bring blood in, while others send it out. Without them, the heart can't keep the body alive.

A single rupture is often fatal. For Drogo, all eight were destroyed.

There was nothing anyone could have done.

Skylar staggered forward, his face twisted in shock. "No That's impossible! He was standing right there, alive and well. How could his heart fail like that?"

The examiners stood firm, their expressions unmoved. One of them turned to Skylar, his tone sharp. "Mr.

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grief. But this

of our findings," the first examiner

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added, his expression unchanging, "you can cut open

ripped through the stillness. "Lies! You're protecting Robin! I'll take my son's body

tone sharp. "Skylar, enough of this. If you want another test, go

let me remind you of something. Our forensic team is

machines to know the truth," he continued. "But since you're so determined, we'll show you. You two, bring the scanner and let

and moved quickly. A few

an image of Drogo's shattered heart. The vessels, each vital for life, had been destroyed. Skylar stared at the display. His knees buckled, and he fell to the floor. "No," he whispered, his voice breaking. "This isn't possible. Robin

arms and let out a low, derisive chuckle. "Stop making wild claims, Skylar. Did you actually

hand shot out, trembling, as he pointed at Robin. "I saw it!" he cried. "When he stomped the ground, cracks shot through the marble,

them groaned, and from the place Robin had struck earlier, the marble split again. Dozens of jagged cracks raced outward,

stone floor, every

if the ground itself carried the power to tear

echoing against the fractured marble. He pointed to the lines beneath Skylar's feet. "Skylar," he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a

I'm warning you now-insult my officers agairi, and I'll deal

Do you think I'll let that slide? Do you think I'm a man with no

take them to the tribunal. Accuse me. Accuse General Ramsey.

a second you can stand here and throw baseless

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Hunter's eyes burned as he

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for wild theories or personal grudges. It cares about evidence, motive, and the actions proven to have occurred." "You say General Ramsey killed your son. But

lift a hand.

killed Drogo from across the hall? The distance alone

a man without cause? That's

flushed red. His voice rose in fury.

shrugged, unfazed. "I am speaking as a lawyer, not as his ally. Ask any lawyer, and they'll tell you the

remains: how will you

through the air, trembling with desperation. "He must

"Special technique? Mr. Fioris, such baseless claims hold no

advice: stop