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WHACK! Ryder takes him out in one single blow. The man falls to the ground, unconscious. Without wasting time, Ryder takes off his clothes and wears the guard’s uniform. The guards here have a thick mask over their faces which has a golden beetle on them. There’s also an ID card which Ryder examines carefully. Vincent must have hired a mercenary group, Ryder realizes. He takes the man’s gun along with the equipment he borrowed from Kat and makes his way back to the building.

Pockmark Mask now. ***

Finally, Albot walks towards me with a simple wooden box in hand, a sly smile on his face. “Atticus told me this is for you.” He says softly, opening the box to reveal a delicately crafted mask. The mask is shaped like a crescent moon, the lower portion will be covering my eyes while the upper portion will be slightly above my hair line. What surprises me the most is that it is made with silver threads with a small delicate chain holding a pearl sized moonstone falling from the tip of the top peak. A mask only I can wear, a piece of silver that could be used as a weapon, and a moonstone that I have a feeling Cassandra enchanted with another charm to keep my identity a secret. With a smile, I

“Two days before the crash, this ghost was on Hera’s tail. Same mask every time. I pulled footage from different cameras. When I try to run facial recognition, the mask fries the signal. Some kind of active jammer built in. It looks like a custom made military mask. I’ve never seen anything like it.” My stomach drops. “He is protecting himself, guarding his identity.” “He is very intelligent and cunning.” Justin spins the chair to face me. “Zero, listen. If they survived the river, then this guy is still hunting. And if the headquarters is compromised…” He doesn’t finish. He doesn’t have to. I stare at the frozen image. The blank mask stares back, cold and empty. My hands curl into fists wit

I also put small daggers on my sleeves to be hands-on whatever can happen. “Stick to the plan. And listen to Marcus” he reminded me. “I'm going to watch your movements too.” He added, eyeing every movement I make. He throws me the earpiece I needed to wear to hear Marcus in the other line. “Got it.” I said, still not looking at him. I fastened my backpack and faced the mirror. I put the black robber mask on my face with only eyes and mouth with holes. I turned my back at him to leave. I breathed deeply before walking towards the door. He grabbed my wrist and give me a peck on my lips.

Gripping the titanium wrench tightly, he wedged the flattened handle into the microscopic gap between the panel and the bulkhead. He planted his boots against the adjacent wall for leverage and pulled backward with everything he had. The metal groaned under the strain, but the heavy-duty latches held firm against his initial effort. His lungs burned, screaming for oxygen, but he refused to release his grip on the wrench. He adjusted his stance, channeling every ounce of his remaining adrenaline, and violently wrenched the tool sideways. With a sharp crack, the latches sheared off, and the heavy plate tumbled away into the dark water.

He said I immediately shook my head and faced the window to avoid their stares. " No!" I said " if you say so," Newwie said as he continued flirting with his husband. Having this kind of people gives me hope that one of these days I will be able to remember my past life. I placed my hand on my lap when I felt a hard thing inside my pocket, I slowly pulled it out from my pocket and I was shocked when I saw a mickey mouse designed wristwatch " do you guys by chance know who owns this?" I said as I swing it in my hand

Similarly, he wore a mask that was similar to the other Night Empire warriors with the only difference being the silver and purple detailing that signified his position. The face mask was a three-dimensional Dragon face made of light weight, highly impact resistant metal, black in colour with its features detailed in purple and silver, where the only exposed part was the eyes; the area of the mouth had a mechanical contraption that moved with the jaw movement and also allowed intake of food and drinks without having to be taken off. The other peculiarity of the mask was that it was fastened at the neck and could only be taken off by the fingerprint of the owner or his superior from the Night

“What… what is this?” Lysander’s face was grim. “Looks like Maddox is working with whoever’s in those masks. Or they’re working for him. My friend said the internal cams aren’t official—some black-market setup the security team uses for ‘extras.’ He wiped the originals after copying this for me.” “Maddox…” I whispered. But the masks—they were the Boss’s guards. The stalker’s. Not Maddox’s style. Or was it? Had I underestimated how far he’d go to claim me?

He didn't have his weapons drawn; instead, he was holding a heavy, military-grade air-filtration mask. "Alpha ordered me to find you," Pablo whispered, his voice frantic as he forced the mask into her hands. "The wolfsbane is too thick out there. The human mercs are wearing rebreathers, but it’s killing the Alpha’s wolf. He’s buying you time, Nora. He knew you’d go for the crane."