Sorry, Too Late
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They had never expected the Ironclaw Vanguard and the Black Fang Unit—forces permanently stationed deep in the South Dominion—to arrive as well.
Seth Hemsley, commander of the Black Fang Unit, smiled casually. "How could we not come once we heard about Father's condition?"
"Exactly! South Dominion's stable now. None of those lowlifes would dare set foot into our territory." Tyson Cable, commander of the Ironclaw Vanguard, wore a fierce scowl, his face etched with menace. "Besides, nothing matters more than Father's safety. Let me find the bastard who did this—I'll wipe him off the map."