Chapter 226: What… what was that?

Chapter 226: What… what was that?

No.

No.

No.

This couldn’t be happening.

It couldn’t.

Before she could process her grief, a shift in the air sent a violent shiver up her spine.

The assassins had recovered from their momentary hesitation.

And now, they moved.

This time, there was no mistake.

No distractions.

They were going to finish what they started.

The killing intent that filled the hall was suffocating.

Nnenna barely had time to react before A new presence arrived.

It was so sudden.

So silent.

So unnatural.

Yet the assassins, deadly, unshakable monsters, felt it immediately.

Their bodies tensed.

Their movements halted.

And then, they turned.

The moment their eyes locked onto the newcomer, their battle instincts screamed.

Something was very, very wrong.

The footsteps of the intruder were so light, so calculated, that they made almost no sound, as if the person’s feet weren’t even touching the ground.

And then, the figure emerged.

A shadow among shadows.

Clad entirely in black, a sleek scorpion emblem marked the stranger’s chest.

But there were no words.

No introduction.

No indication of whether they were man or woman.

Just, silence.

heavy, so chilling, it was

before the assassins could even comprehend

grew thick with tension as the assassins snapped into

killers, they were masters of death, warriors who

the way their eyes flickered with hesitation, revealed an undeniable

They were afraid.

black didn’t move for a long

No battle stance.

No indication of preparation.

Just stillness.

on their

in from all

a display of pure,

were

rather, their enemy was

had time to process what was happening before a fist slammed into

a deep, sickening crack echoing through the air as he was sent flying across the hall, slamming into a pillar with enough

dodging a second assassin’s blade with inhuman ease,

A horrific snap followed.

falling uselessly

Then, a kick.

throat, and he collapsed,

hesitated for less

a second was

The figure blurred.

Vanished.

Then reappeared.

behind the

barely turned before a knife, his own knife, was driven into his shoulder with such precision that it pinned him to the

fifth assassins tried

They failed.

and slammed their heads together so hard that the sickening crack

sixth assassin, the only one left standing,

trembled, sweat rolling down

first time in

figure took a single step toward

The assassin flinched.

Another step.

to his

One last step.

unconscious

Twenty minutes.

That’s all it took.

elites among

a single unnecessary

single

Just devastation.

royal

her chest, her breath coming

sword gripped so tightly that his

what was that?” The commanders, men who had fought countless battles, stood with their

no one was more affected

against her ribs as she stared at

was something familiar about

The slim, toned build.

of their

The side profile.

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