The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1117

Chapter 1117

On the outskirts of the village, Draven had his crew ready the dynamite as the approaching group neared, his hand hovering over a detonator. It was at this moment, however, that a familiar, grumbling voice cut through the tension. "Why pick such a godforsaken place? If we can't find anyone, might as well blow it all to kingdom come!" Leopold's voice came, laced with frustration.

Draven paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his face as he set aside his tools and stepped outside.

The rustling in the woods immediately drew Leopold's attention. He had just drawn his knife when Draven emerged from the treeline.

"Jesus, is that you, kid?" Leopold exclaimed, relief washing over him as he recognized Draven. "I was this close to turning you into a pincushion. You gotta be more careful!"

Draven just stared, feeling a shiver run down his spine at Leopold's tone, which had taken on an eerie quality after spending too much time with his wife.

Ignoring Leopold's ramble, Draven scanned the area behind him.

"What're you looking for?" Leopold asked, puzzled.

"Is it just you guys? Didn't run into anyone else on the way here?"

Leopold was taken aback by the barrage of questions. "Who else would bother coming to this dump? No, we didn't see a soul."

Reassured, Draven led Leopold back to their base, only for Leopold to almost have a heart attack at the sight of the explosives aimed in their direction.

planning a welcome party or a funeral?" Leopold yelled, prompting Draven's men to

retort. Nothing was impossible, he supposed, especially when allegiances could shift as easily as the wind. Percival chimed in,

thoughts, Leopold looked at Draven. "So, what's the

hesitated, then sighed

had been shattered by an unexpected turn of events. Mayor Thompson stood, petrified, as

Mayor Thompson with one hand as if he weighed

was broken, unleashing dark shadows that lacked

began assaulting Vivienne with a ferocity that belied their undead nature, knives in

equal in

them with her abilities. Soon, the ground was littered with the

darkness, the villagers too terrified to investigate the source of the lightning that lit up the night sky from the mountaintop. Percival, having dealt with his own obstacles, met up with Draven

creeping into his voice

towards the mountain, "She's up

ominous weather on the

world is Vivienne doing?" Leopold gasped at the scale of the battle

Leopold, Percival raced

shadows, the formation now useless. She stood, back to them,

storm's center, Vivienne took a step forward

"Vivienne!" Percival shouted.

her eyes met theirs, sending

"Vivienne!"