A deafening explosion rocked the world around them. The force of the blast shattered the windows, sending glass fragments flying like deadly projectiles. The shockwave hit Yvonne like a physical blow, and she instinctively closed her eyes, gripping Edward tightly as if he were her lifeline.The room shook violently, as if the very foundations of the hotel were being tested. As the shockwaves subsided and the sound dulled, Yvonne's senses gradually returned. She opened her eyes to a scene of devastation. The hotel room had been transformed into a war zone. When the chaos finally began to subside, Yvonne looked around, her vision still obscured by smoke and dust. She could barely see anything clearly. She felt disoriented, her ears ringing from the explosion, and it took a moment for her to realize that Edward was shielding her from the worst of the impact.As the dust settled, Yvonne's gaze fell upon Edward. His posture was protective, his body hovering over hers. She could see the bl

Garret Round's sly smile held a mix of amusement and curiosity. Edward's heart skipped a beat, his mind racing to comprehend how this man knew his identity.Edward's voice was steady, masking his surprise. "You seem to know more than you should."Garret chuckled, the sound low and throaty. "I know things, Mr. Windsor. Especially when they're important."Edward's mind was working overtime, trying to figure out how much Garret truly knew about him. But, he decided to steer the conversation back to his purpose. "I need your help. My companion and I are in danger, and I believe you might have information that could assist us."Garret leaned back, his fingers tapping thoughtfully against the armrest of the chair. "Ah, danger, you say? The brave hero finds himself in a bit of a pickle?"Edward's jaw clenched slightly. He wasn't a fan of being mocked, especially in such a precarious situation. "I'm serious. We need a safe place to hide for a while, somewhere off the grid. Somewhere they woul

The members of the training group responded with a resounding chorus of agreement, their voices echoing throughout the training area. They had followed Garret's lead for a reason, and now, as he passed the torch to Edward, they seemed willing to place their trust in the new leader.Edward, though taken aback by the unexpected development, found himself facing the expectant gazes of the group members. He nodded, acknowledging their acceptance. This was not a role he had sought, but he recognized the weight of the responsibility that came with it.Garret turned to Edward. "Well, Mr. Windsor, are you satisfied with what you've seen so far?"Edward met Garret's gaze directly and nodded in agreement, indicating his approval without the need for further words.Garret's lips curled into a thoughtful smile. "Very well then. Now, to matters at hand. What shall be our first mission under your leadership?"Edward's expression shifted, indicating his readiness to step into his new role. He raised

Edward's mind raced as he processed the name "No.8." A knot of suspicion formed in his gut. Could it be possible that this enigmatic figure was somehow connected to his mother?Suppressing his instincts, Edward maintained his composure. He wouldn't let his emotions get the better of him without concrete evidence. "Who's your boss?"No.8's response was measured. "In our line of work, anonymity is a valuable asset, Mr. Windsor."Edward's skepticism remained palpable. "You didn't answer my question."No.8's voice remained steady. "I understand your concerns, but for now, focus on the matter at hand."Edward's jaw clenched as he attempted to glean more information. "Fine. Let's get to the point. Why did you take Brenda, Adele, and their families? Where are they?"No.8's lips curved into a faint smile. "Your concern for their safety is admirable, Mr. Windsor. Rest assured, they are safe and will be returned to you unharmed once our business is concluded."Edward's patience was wearing thin

Adele's hands were shaking as she reached out to touch Brenda's face. Her hands trembled as she brushed a strand of hair away from Brenda's face. The wound where Brenda's arm used to be was a stark reminder of the violence they had endured. Blood seeped from the wound, staining her jacket and the ground beneath her.Tears streamed down Adele's cheeks, her voice choked with sorrow. "We have to do something, James. We can't lose her."James' voice quivered as he spoke, his words heavy with sadness. "I know, but considering her condition... It might be best if I go look for Dad, and Hank and Sophie. Who knows if they're still alive."Adele's sobs echoed in the air as she cradled Brenda's head against her chest, and on the other hand, Edward's heart ached as he watched the scene unfold before him. He had used his powers to protect them, to fight against the danger that had threatened their lives, but now he was faced with the bitter truth that he didn't have the strength to save Brenda."