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Lexie instinctively stood beside Grandma York, as if this was the only way to calm her down. Almost at the same time, Yoana brought her people from the Dragon Palace inside together with a man in a wheelchair. These were all armed elites of the Dragon Palace. They were all on high alert, prepared to stop anyone from killing Akio. Everyone squinted to look at the man in the wheelchair and immediately recognized his face. This man was indeed the legend of the Shindan Way and one of the ten Sword Saints, Akio Yashiro himself! After realizing that fact, everyone started to become more fearful when looking at Harvey.

He said while laughing And in a flash, he threw me a katana made of combined dark elemental powers. I don't know why but I can't move or blink my eyes. F*ck! What's happening?! "Maybe it's really my end. I hope I made the right decision and that is to fight until my last breath." I said to myself. When Zayne's katana was close to mine, I saw that my older brother had lost their bond and I saw that Drake and Clyde were running fast toward me. I just felt that someone was hugging me and at the same time, the katana hit his back.

I replied as Orel jerked in surprise. “They have twice as much as we do Themis, surely you cannot be right.” “Oh I am right, we have something that they don’t.” I winked at him. “And what is that?” Orel asked me with skeptism written all over his tone. “The most powerful legion of the last magic kingdom that survived the fall of that era and their queen.” I replied as Orel looked at me with a thoughtful look on his face before nodding. “Okay, let’s end this war.” Orel made to stand but I covered his hand with mine.

Tyrell said. “And you, Alpha Tyrell? Where do your loyalties lie?” I dared to ask. He stared at me for a long, silent moment before he sighed. “My loyalties lie with my mate and my people. You know the last thing I would do is put my people in danger. I wouldn’t have them caught by a bounty hunter, not even her father. And I’m sure she doesn’t want that either.” “And let’s say it does happen. I mean, from what I’ve gathered so far, it seemed to have happened already. Her father has caught one of us. Maybe even more,” I accused.

"You little bitch, you actually destroyed my home! Don't think you can run away. Pay up!" "Get away from me, you old hag! This is none of your business!" The room descended into complete chaos, and—afraid of getting caught up in it—the other colleagues quickly left. I stood outside watching the battle unfold inside. The old woman must have been furious. She had one hand gripping Kate's hair while the other clawed frantically at Jarred's face. Even fighting one against two, she held her own. Jarred finally broke free and spotted the power saw they'd used on the safe nearby. Without thinking, he grabbed the power saw and charged forward.

Seven heirs standing together. And beside them a warrior. The first guardian. The first protector. The first Watcher. The visions shattered immediately. But the message remained. This being wasn't a servant. It wasn't a soldier. It was a legend. One that should have died thousands of years ago. The First Watcher took a step. The mountain beneath it cracked. Another step. The earth trembled. Another. The valley shook. Then it stopped. Its silver gaze lifted. Not toward Blackthorn.

Angel then disappears from in front of him. Drake then pushes forward out of the little crater and into the air. He is now pulsating with great power. He starts to glow an eerie red and black color. The power makes a giant red sphere around him. When he breaks out of it he has been transformed into a giant powerful jet black wolf with blood-red eyes. He then starts his brutal attack on the Whitlock monsters. All the while hearing his master explain their story.

Lex had taken out his cell phone and was about to call for reinforcements, but Mya suddenly took out a medallion and said, “You’re in the presence of War Legate Draco—leader of Wyvern Peak! You will either stop whatever it is you’re doing or face death!” The entire living room fell silent. Lex stared at the War Legate Draco medallion with his eyes wide open. Lucia, too, was stunned and kept rubbing her eyes as she looked at the medallion. After confirming what it was, she felt her vision blur and fainted, her legs giving way. “W-War Legate Draco?” Thud! Lucia collapsed, realizing she had been yelling and screaming at the legate himself.

Dante said. As they approached the scene, their apprehension grew, fearing the worst for Keagan and Emberlyn. However, their worry quickly turned to awe and astonishment when they witnessed Keagan effortlessly overpowering the villain, while Emberlyn dispelled the encroaching shadows using the gadget's light emission. They stood in awe, their eyes wide with disbelief at the sheer display of power. Keagan effortlessly tossed the villain around like a ragdoll, his movements fluid and commanding. Dante, Leo, and Max remained rooted in place, their minds struggling to process what they were witnessing.

‘I guess you are flattering me Sir,’ Ima said yieldingly. ‘You should know that am not the type of men who shower flatteries anyhow, I call the truth as it is. The old woman, May her soul continue resting in peace, wasn’t wrong when she named you the sole heir to her empire. She saw what thousands failed to spot in you and am sure wherever she is, she is very proud of you.’