The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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Robin shot a glance at the armored war vehicle where Valdemar was holed up. He didn’t answer Nikita right away.

A few Tanqueria Palace bodyguards opened the back of the armored vehicle and yanked Valdemar out.

He saw Nikita and the presidential Ironclad Guards standing in front of Robin, eyes wide with respect. He exploded.

He got news about the palace’s abandonment of the hunt for Divine Drakebane. “Why didn’t you stop Tanqueria from making this mistake?” His voice was laced with fury.

“We’re a nuclear superpower, a nation that has defeated the world’s deadliest enemies! How can we bow to a mercenary warrior?”

He jabbed a finger at Robin. “My forces can take Divine Drakebane down right here!”

“Even if it means both of us dying, we cannot allow Tanqueria’s dignity to be tarnished!”

Nikita’s voice was a sharp, commanding edge. “Valdemar, shut up!”

He pointed at the guards. “Take him! Immediately. To Tanqueria’s highest military tribunal.”

“You cowards!” Valdemar fought against the guards, turning back to glare at Robin. “Divine Drakebane, Tanqueria’s protectors will never let you get away with this!”

Nikita walked up to Robin and Jethro, shrugging lightly “Mr. Ramsey, please. I, along with some high- ranking members of Tanqueria Palace, will personally escort you out.”

“Rest easy, you and your group are completely safe within Tanqueria.”

Robin’s gaze shifted to Valdemar, who stood smugly, still defiant. Robin’s lips curled into a dark chuckle.

Then, he placed one foot on the frozen ground.

Crack! A sharp sound split the air as a jagged line spread outward from where his foot had struck.

Each step he took toward the plane made the ground tremble, a low hum of power vibrating beneath him.

Valdemar and the National Security Bureau officers suddenly clutched their chests, gasping for breath.

As Robin’s footsteps echoed seven times, three officers from the Bureau collapsed, blood spilling from their mouths. They died right there.

Nikita stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes wide with disbelief. A long, heavy sigh escaped him.

“Mr. Ambassador, are you really going back on our agreement?” Robin’s voice held an ominous weight.

Nikita rushed forward, catching up to Robin. “Mr. Ramsey, please. Tanqueria Palace never breaks its word.”

on Nikita’s shoulder. “That’s not

and unwavering. “In the future, be more careful with

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turned away. “Gustov, rest up. We’ll fight again when

water that Alexander carries should help heal your

Robin, Jethro, and the others made their

handed the Tanqueria War

belongs to Alexander. I retire from politics to focus

Drakebane, until

weathered with the years, yet there was a flicker of something sharp in

of unspoken thoughts pressing on him. Then, slowly, he spoke. “Mr. Drakebane, Dragon Ridge Valley may hold the answers

cold. His muscles

turned, catching the tremor

it was. The Tanqueria God of War knew something. Something about his grandfather and his father. Something Robin

without words. Dragon

the plane, leaving

out a long,

decision had come too

was no longer the

own strength. They’d blundered repeatedly

use this opportunity to rid

known his strength, his limitless

were clear. Yet, time and time again, they chose pride over sense, pushing forward into

to limit damage–couldn’t save Tanqueria’s dignity on

was a shadow

from the HexaPoint Tower,

and misguided–had drained the nation’s

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fall,

had simply been the spark.

superweapon could end him,

the process, it would destroy Tanqueria

choices had led them to a place

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the globe, whispers spread–Tanqueria, once invincible, had