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Carmine, Idris, Roarke, and Efrem mumbles. Idris stood up looking at Carmine confused, "Wait a minute if I'm not mistaken the only person known to have a power regarding thunderbolts is Zeus."

No more secrets between the Dragon and the Hacker. Their peace was shattered by the roar of snowmobile engines approaching. It wasn't the police, but mercenaries from the International Syndicate sent by Victor Volkov. "They found us," Liora immediately opened her laptop. "They are using thermal sensors from the air." Three armed men burst into the cabin. However, Mavric Thorne didn't wait for them to fire. With swift, tactical movements honed by elite martial arts training since childhood he snatched one man's weapon and disabled him in seconds.

Lightning flashed, and thunder boomed right next to the rising sun. "Guys, what's that?" "Oh my god! That looks like it's coming from where Great Master August landed!" "It's Thunder Raid! Thunder Raid of legend! This is Great Master August's show of his conviction to become a god!"

Because of that , he plan to send his family to the capital city with the Moo's family . Ten days later Adrian received a news from the eagle that Thunder and the others had move in to the new mansion . They only encounter two times ambushed from an assassin but he and the twenty hidden guards from the moo mansion and Mr Rui twenty hidden guards they ambushed the assassins before the assassins groups attack them . Thunder had seen the mansion and promise to finish the reconstruction in two months .

Somehow, I make my way back to the table to hear them talking. “Just to inform you, Herk will be staying with your pack tonight, as well as us, for the ally conference tomorrow. Marcie and Caleb will return to their pack until it is time,” Thoran says. Martin nods. My body sways. He’s staying longer. A numb fear settles over me—questions racing. How does he know about Tara? What else does he know? What will he do if he does? Tears prick my eyes as I imagine my life crumbling at the hands of Tara and whatever she has planned. My heart pounds in my head, breathing comes fast, and my mind doesn’t know what to do.

“But why hide that from me?” “I didn’t want you to think I was like him,” Thunder said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve spent years trying to atone for the lives lost under my watch. That’s why I support survivors, build safe houses, advocate for mental health. Not for press. For penance.” She stared at him, mind caught between trust and betrayal. And yet, as her eyes met his—a man wounded, vulnerable, but unflinchingly real—she saw the truth: Thunder had his ghosts, just like she did.

0** *(Thunder Crown Forged – Soulbound)* - **Type:** Legendary Katana (Evolves w/ User) - **Damage:** 15,000-25,000 Base (Scales w/ Storm Charge: +10,000/sec) - **Special:** - **Lightning Drink:** Absorbs any energy attack; converts to user MP (+200% efficiency). - **Storm Spit:** Releases absorbed power as targeted cataclysm (Drowns Gods; AoE: 10km). - **Deep Script Edge:** Cuts contracts, souls, realities (Ignores 100% Immortal Resistance). - **Crown Synergy:** +500% vs. Death Lords/Underworld (Post-Xibalba Upgrade). - **Passive:** User immune to blade backlash; sings when blood is near. - **Durability:** Indestructible (Self-Repairs via Thunder)

he said sarcastically. “You know not to call me. I already told you I'd get him to sign your deal. I don't need you blowing my phone up.” she complained with annoyance. "That's a shame," he said dryly. Before Jessica could retort, a man appeared at the entrance of her office. With a distinctive appearance, standing tall and having keen blue eyes, he inched towards her gently. His hair, partly at the corner of his face with its silver glow. "Mr. Thorne?" the man inquired calmly, his voice, baritone-like.