Triumph Above All novel

The jet-black dragon dagger seemed to pin him to the pillar of shame.

Such strength in a young and beautiful woman!

It was unbelievable!

He desperately wanted to pull the dagger, but he knew doing so would leave his entire arm paralyzed.

As cold sweat drenched his back, he could do nothing but press on his wound in pain.

The subordinates on either side of him trembled, holding broken beer bottles and daggers. How could they possibly go up against Skylar and Dianne again?

The weapons hung in their hands as they clenched them tightly with the last of their willpower.

“I’ll ask you one last time—who paid you to kill me?” Skylar’s eyes were cold as he asked Lev in hushed tones.

Lev’s hatred for Skylar at this moment matched the intensity of the pain in his arm.

What’s more, this had happened in front of his subordinates, causing him to lose all dignity.

A feeling of intense hatred made him want to swallow Skylar whole.

fate would be worse than the bald man’s

and Dianne saw no distinction between killing the bald man

hurried footsteps in the corridor just as he thought about

of people filed in, stepping

in were led by a stout man in a shirt. It was Homer Mcgee, the owner of Crown

suddenly burst into hysterical joy upon

back

and this guy smashed the door

and

resentfully at Skylar as he

history of gang activity

opportunism—when have I ever been treated unfairly

disregard for Homer by

never spare Skylar based on that

no matter how powerful she was, defeat

is Homer’s

Dianne have no chance of escaping

as if he had witnessed

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