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.”

placed a hand firmly on Nikita’s shoulder. “That’s not always

into Nikita’s eyes, cold and unwavering. “In the future, be more careful

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Nikita or anyone else could speak, Robin turned away. “Gustov, rest up. We’ll fight

and the Snow Dragon Pool water that Alexander carries should

and the others made their way to

the Tanqueria War God

today on, the position of Tanqueria’s God of War belongs to Alexander. I retire from politics to focus on

until we

weathered with the years, yet

thoughts pressing on him. Then, slowly, he spoke. “Mr. Drakebane, Dragon Ridge Valley

cold. His

turned, catching the tremor in Gustov’s

was. The Tanqueria God of War knew something. Something about his grandfather

him without words. Dragon Ridge

he boarded the plane,

a

decision had

longer the mighty force

leadership had misjudged their own strength. They’d blundered repeatedly with Divine Drakebane, and it nearly cost them

this opportunity to rid themselves of a dangerous foe.

his strength, his

errors were clear. Yet, time and time again,

final move–meant to limit damage–couldn’t save Tanqueria’s dignity on the

a shadow

West’s pressure, the constant opposition from the HexaPoint Tower, had

misguided–had drained

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the final blow. Tanqueria would fall, and there would be no rising from

the

superweapon could end him,

in the process, it would destroy

wrong choices had led them

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once invincible, had bowed to