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Regent Without A Crown

Autor: QueenRani6
last update Última actualización: 2025-12-31 22:44:14

DAMIAN

We have pushed them but it is barely enough, against this sea of maniacs.

“I need 5 to 6 guards on a permanent station with the Regent Alpha.” I hear Reagan yell out.

Ericsson's voice follows sharply. “Henry, Maley, Adrian, Costain, Maik, Danvers, Alpha position, Now!”

I counter instantly. “Stop trying to protect me. Protect the castle!” I say as I see hesitation about the faces of the guards who were rushing towards me.

“Go!” I snap and they scatter.

I hear Ecrisson yell again for me to go down. All frontline guards follow suit and another round of gunshots ring out.

The maniacs around the breached fences are thinning out. Lessening the pressure on me, enough for me to leave the now decimated maniac frontlines to Ericsson and Reagan.

“Reagan. Ericsson.” I call their names.

“Yes!” Ericsson says. “We are pushing them back.”

Just then I hear a scream, a body drops. And maniacs drop from the scaled walls.

The maniacs move with unnatural coordination, avoiding the open
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