: We’re On Our Own

“Double check the quadrants. Secure the east and west sides. No mistakes. Eyes on everything, and report back immediately.”

He paused, listening, waiting for the response he needed. But it never came. The screen on his phone glitched, the signal cut off, and only static filled his ear.

Somto tried again, his fingers pressing harder on the phone, growing more desperate with each attempt.

“Unit Four, report! Perimeter, NOW! I need backup immediately, do you hear me?!” He tried again, but once more, the signal failed.

His frustration boiled over. His breath came out in short, angry bursts. Damn it!

Somto’s mind raced. He was supposed to be prepared for everything. But he had been careless. He thought that Omniora Academy, its defenses, its location, would keep her safe. He thought no one would dare strike here.

But this wasn’t just any attack. Whoever these enemies were, they had come prepared. They had anticipated his every move.

He cursed under his breath. They’re not afraid of Omniora’s defenses. They’re not afraid of us.

The thought gnawed at him. The fact that they had attacked while Arthur was present, meant something. Something bigger. They’re not afraid of the royal family either.

Arthur, struggling to his feet beside him, didn’t speak. But the tension between them was palpable. Somto could feel his eyes on him, asking the same question, What the hell just happened?

Somto didn’t have an answer.

had made a mistake. And now, they were

to Nnenna, his movements swift but careful. He knelt beside her, checking for any signs of serious injury. A wave of relief washed over him

who was standing a few paces away, his expression calm

kicked in, he knew something wasn’t right. He had heard the faint crackle of Somto’s phone failing to

signal had been

thoughts, Somto turned to him, his eyes steady but with a quiet

nodded without hesitation, his face betraying no panic, just a quiet resolve. He moved quickly to lift Nnenna, carefully placing her against the base of a large tree to stabilize her, making sure she was comfortable and as safe as possible,

glance with Somto, and together, they stood back to back, the air thick with tension. They could

and Carl were already on the

that, at that very moment, Carl

comms, calm, steady, and reassuring, yet edged with a quiet authority that

can. I want every

of his words settle. Arthur’s and Somto’s subordinates had always respected him, not merely for his skill in battle, but because he carried himself like a leader who valued every soldier as more than just a name on

with them, gentle when the moment called for it, yet immovable when the situation demanded. His

we’re here,” he continued, his voice softening, though it lost none

behind.

flicked over to his left as the fight around them intensified, masked enemies emerging from every

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