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But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

‘That’s impossible!’ was Xavion’s first thought upon hearing the mention of the Japanese ninjas. He used to let his men deal with the Japanese ninjas before. In his opinion, the Japanese ninjas would never dare to go against the Fox family. Why would they kidnap his son?! With that thought in mind, Xavion looked at Becker and asked coldly, “Are you sure it’s the Japanese ninjas?” “I’m sure!” Becker explained, “Only the Japanese still use hidden weapons like shuriken. It's their tradition to use such poison that kills the victim immediately.”

URBAMA CITY Kana is talking with the head master. She came in to report that her mission had been completed. "Master," Kana greeted. The headmaster remained seated at his throne infront while he look down at Kana, standing in the middle of the hall. "Where is he?" the master asked. "I'm sorry master," Kana said afraid what could happen next to her. 1 month ago. The headmaster found out that Niko had been hiding at Berlina through Zatima, Arial Killer ranked 2. Whom he secretlty ordered to find Niko for the time being and spy on him.

With a coordinated motion, Eva and her nearest companion struck in tandem, energy colliding with the creature in a controlled explosion of light and darkness. The creature staggered, then dissolved into mist, leaving only a faint echo of its presence. The rest of the monsters hesitated, disoriented by the precision and unity of the bond. Eva seized the moment, directing a wave of radiant energy toward them. One by one, they dissipated into the shadows from which they had emerged. The arena fell silent. Eva’s chest heaved, sweat and grime streaking her face, hands still glowing faintly. She had survived the trial not alone, but as part of something greater.

No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

I took a long sip, the burn steadying my nerves. “Tell me the real plan. No bullshit.” He sat on the edge of his desk. “You’ll drive there alone in one of our cars. We’ll follow at a distance. You wear a wire and a hidden tracker. The second they show themselves, we hit them from all sides. My best snipers will be in position.” “What if they search me?” I asked. “They’ll find a decoy wire. The real one is sewn into your clothes. Very small.” He paused.

“Least I forget, I’m Killian Edwardo by the way, you can thank me for making your visitor log’s recording easier, no need to put my company’s name, you can just put, Ethan’s dearest friend.” Killian it is, I smiled and nodded, not really comfortable with him. He seems to be a mischievous kind. “Well, buddy, eyes off the bunny, she got your command, now focus on me.” He snapped his fingers as he rounded Ethan’s large desk to standng beside him. “Then where are the cars for my workers, they appear to still be missing from the records.” “Oh please, your workers are being too picky, where the fuck am I supposed to begin with Minty green. But if it is for the pretty bunny, I’m ready to give her

The night before had been a blur of questions and memories he couldn’t silence. Every thought had led back to her. To Aria. To the boy with golden eyes. The resemblance had been too strong, too exact. Every part of him screamed the truth, but saying it aloud would make it real — and Kael wasn’t sure he was ready for that. He stopped at the edge of the forest, dismounting his horse in one swift motion. “Stay back,” he ordered his men. His voice was quiet but carried the weight of command. “No one follows me.”

The other, the one clutched tightly in her arms, was Josef’s personal prototype: the 001 of the twenty-two limited pieces. If Julian saw it… the connection between her and Josef would be impossible to explain. She’d promised Josef to keep their relationship quiet for now, so she instinctively shielded it. Julian noticed. He glanced once at the box she hid, then at the pink leather watch on display—assuming the hidden box must contain the men’s pair to match it. He didn’t question it. No need. He simply closed the gemstone watch’s box again, set it on the counter, and pushed it gently toward her.