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Chapter 11 — The Enemy Within The northern stronghold rose from the frozen cliffs like a fortress carved from the bones of the earth. Returning riders clattered over the drawbridge, their horses’ flanks steaming in the frigid air. The iron portcullis groaned closed behind them, sealing the gates with a shuddering finality. Eolan swung down from his saddle, the victory of the skirmish already feeling hollow. The mercenaries had scattered into the snow, but the black-clawed banners still haunted his mind. Whoever commanded them had sent a probing strike—a test, not an assault. The real blow was still coming.

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"Inject all the liquid plasma into the Zero-Point engines!" Sebastian stood up, grabbing his black tactical coat and throwing it over his broad shoulders. "Bring the ship to Condition-One combat readiness. And tell the mercenaries on the lower decks that their first paycheck is due." Sebastian stared out the viewport into the endless, pitch-black void, a dark, bloodthirsty smirk forming on his scarred face. "We are going to the home of the gods to snatch meat right out of the Reaper's hands." (End of Chapter 162)

"He would have liked knowing it came out." "Yes," Sera said. "He would have." The library. The fire. The leather bookmark is at page three twelve. She picked up the book. She read page three twelve. She turned to page three thirteen. The chapter had, finally, the right quality of attention.

I remember the first time I met Allen at a grocery store I was with my ex Lawrence, he bought his friend over to see me for the first time all I could think about how fine and delicious he look his body was like hercules coming to tame me like I was a wild beast. All I could think about at that instance us rolling in bed in between the sheets dripping in sweat from the intense heat, waves of lust washing over me, as I reach close to my peak my body starts to tremble then, I hear Lawrence call out my name Maria bring me back from my dream of lust.

“Not many people have joined us since then. All other branches of organization were also shutdown. Now, there is only two branches left excluding this main branch, of course. To make the matter worst, most of members are just c or d ranked. And they only joined because they had no other way to earn more money. Now a days, most people prefer to join mercenary guilds. Of course, mercenary guilds are controlled by Hunter’s Corps—the only difference is they do not have to serve in the war. Though the resources you receive will be much greater in the Hunter’s Corps.” ‘Hum! I knew there was war three years ago but didn't realize it was that bad. That bastard of our king refused to help them, and h

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Beautiful and sad. Suddenly a guard walked towards me and grabbed the end of my chain, yanking me forward. I stumbled and fell flat on my face, then slowly lifted myself up with my bound hands and knelt before the table of the alpha. "Who is this?" I heard someone say from the group of old men. I turned and saw an elderly man, who was looking at the alpha with questions in his eyes. "She's one of the slaves that was captured from the last battle with the vampires." The alpha answered coldly. He wasn't looking at me.

We ate our meagre soup in silence, the air thick with feigned despair. At eight o’clock, the heavy steel bolt on the door screeched open. A man I hadn’t seen before, mid-thirties, with dull brown hair and tired eyes, pushed the slop bucket inside. He was unremarkable, dressed in the same uniform as the others, but without the hard-edged military bearing. He was just a mercenary, a cog in Mia’s machine, clearly there for the money, not the cause. Perfect. He avoided our eyes, clearly uncomfortable with the silent, despairing tableau of women inside.

“So let me get this straight. You ripped me from my apartment while I was, busy, because I’m now your summoned hero, and I have to fight for this empire, which I’ve never heard of, or seen, or even asked to join?” “Yes,” Aaron said. “You belong to us now.” Victor’s breath caught at that phrasing. The way the Duke said it... You belong to us. Melikor leaned forward on the throne. “We are at war, Victor of Earth. My people are dying. My borders shrink with each passing season. What we need is not your consent, but your loyalty.” Victor’s jaw worked silently. For a beat, his mind blanked. And then… “Do I at least get armor?”