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Quickly swimming up to the girl and deftly climbing onto the bowl, the newt touched the belly of the dead. “Did you do it?” Chaos wheezed, smelling the scent of female blood that was stirring his nostrils “Of course, it’s not you. You don’t have such a strength,” he continued while calming down and examining the dead. It turned out to be one of the two-legged newts that Her Majesty had chosen as human shields to protect Imbra, the southern underwater garrison. Erida didn’t trust the people of Sorfmarán, and from year to year there were enough sea guards left in the south to respond with attack to attack.

Tristan hasn’t interrupted me for once; he just stares, studying and calculating, then finally says, “Third possibility.” I slide the report toward him. “Someone wants you angry.” His eyes narrow slightly. “I already am.” I grin, flashing my teeth in an annoying way. “I know. They’re counting on that.” I stand and walk toward the map hanging on the wall. “Let’s pretend I’m the enemy—I need Russia and Italy to kill each other, I need Tristan Kozlov to invade Italy, I need Matteo De Luca to prepare for war, so…” I point at Lorenzo’s name. “I resurrect a dead man,” I point at Pavel’s confession. “I leak information,” I point at the transfer, “and I leave Matteo’s fingerprint all over it.”

"It’s not an infection, Alpha. It’s a vacuum! Something is muting the atmospheric frequency!" From the shadows of the upper balconies, a dozen figures in sleek, obsidian colored tactical gear descended on fast ropes. They didn't carry firearms; they carried a single, heavy device that hummed with a deep, discordant vibration. This was the Nullifier, a high-tech relic of the old corporate board designed to create a localized field of absolute silence, effectively muting the resonance and returning the world to its pre-shift state.

He is preparing for a Great Purge. “He wants to kill everyone with the Nightshade signature,” Faith realized. “Yes. And he has a new weapon. A group called the Nullifiers. They are shifters who have been injected with a serum that allows them to ‘eat’ our energy. To them, we are just fuel.” Faith felt a cold shiver down her spine. She looked out the window at the dark sea. She had forty sisters to protect now, plus the Remnants and her friends. The lighthouse felt like a fortress, but she knew it wouldn't be enough if the whole world came knocking.

THIRD PERSON'S POV “No matter what, we have to end this war today,” Alex commanded his team as the sun went below the horizon. The Golden shifters in Alex’s army stood there alert. Their ears perked up to catch the slightest sounds. Their senses strained in wait for their enemies. The sound of several shots sounded in the air and before they knew it, all the four hundred shifters in their team were stung with amethyst needles. The enemies had decided to use a stealth strategy. Golden wisps of energy streamed into the clearing as the opponents attacked Alex and his army in their energy form.

Jase says menacingly. Storm’s eyes narrow and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t think I don’t know you work for the Death Kings. I am the leader of C.H.A.O.S. and you’re on my turf where I hold seniority. You and your team are here to train under us for now, Storm Diesel Benson aka Clyde, leader of Tempest.” Jase has a smile of superiority playing across his lips.

They are taking the rookie team easy. “ that champ is pretty annoying when it comes to clash.” Christian said sipping his chocolate drink. “ yeah, we had a fight against that when we are in Korea, we could have won if it's not for that Orianna.” Carl seconded. “ even my heal cannot take her damage,” Xander says shaking his head. " her ult unleash a shockwave around itself, dealing magic damage to all nearby enemies, stunning them for 0.75 seconds, that was enough time to get killed haha," Christian said munching his food.