The Protector Novel

It was an order that doused the fighters’ morale, overcasting the squad with silence.

Each and every member of the Suicide Squad knew jolly well that they wouldn’t leave the North alive, but to die an unworthy death was a stake in their pride.

Anyone would recoil from the thought of launching themselves to their own graves like a pawn in a game of chess.

They were humans and not merely a tool.

Despite their reluctance, they kept their rage in check and their lips tightly glued.

After all, they weren’t the ones giving commands, and the Four Basilisks were highly capable.

It might be best to just do as told.

“Do I make myself clear? If there are no objections, let’s get the ball rolling!”

Seeing absolute submission, Heracles smiled.

The Four Basilisks were wallowing in this feeling of absolute power.

shouted, and shuffling sounds of

set

known as Malcolm Langston in the

Heracles looked

Suicide Squad, not the Suicidal Squad! Throwing ourselves ruthlessly at the enemy before knowing their strategies or tactics is suicidal! We are willing to die for the

commander, his capability was way

never defeat their enemies till one knows who they

Northern Demon had in place was nothing different

one! We are the Suicide Squad, not the

and expressed their

the Northern Demon is up to? That’s a nice one. Is

was contrived to destroy the Northern Demon, and you’re telling

got people bobbing their head in

with the Four Basilisks was their best bet since they

I think your prep work isn’t sufficient. It was your Master, who fought the Northern Demon, not

His questions got them.