"Seriously, let’s just talk this out like reasonable assets!" Tinny chirped, taking a half-step sideways to test their tracking speed. "We can do a conflict-resolution seminar! My brother says communication is the primary variable in avoiding structural damage!"As he moved, Tinny’s sharp eyes caught a glint of silver beneath the vest of a senior vanguard enforcer in the front row. The red emergency lights flashed across a familiar, razor-sharp metallic engraving peeking out from an inner pocket lining.It was an ancient military crest: a stylized sword cutting through a fractured shield.Tinny froze, his eyes widening as his brain instantly linked the visual to his brother’s hidden administrative assets.Last Updated : 2026-06-15

The twenty-odd vanguard enforcers tightened their formation in the stairwell, their interlocking ballistic shields snapping together like a wall of iron. Sergeant Gog’s sneer was visible even through his tactical visor as he kept his high-frequency rifle leveled straight at Zarek’s head."Enough theater," Gog barked, his voice dripping with condescending finality. "Don't waste the ammunition on a fraud, boys. Just beat him up. Break his kinetic core, shatter his joints, and we'll drag what's left of the 'God of War' down to the holding cells. The real commander of the central high command wouldn't be standing in the dirt of a mid-tier residential wing."Zarek’s cold gaze locked onto Gog's visor. A tiny, razor-sharp smirk tugged at the corner

The air roared past his ears as gravity gripped his massive frame. Wrapped tightly around his midsection was a high-tensile security cable he had grabbed on his way up, the thin steel wire, securely bolted to the structural pillars back inside the building, was the only thing holding him between life and death.Hanging from the side of the skyscraper, Zarek used his momentum to swing toward the building, kicking his heavy boots through a lower-floor window to clear an opening. Mid-air, he reached out through the rushing wind. His left arm wrapped tightly around Tinny’s waist, pulling his unconscious brother close, while his right hand clamped onto the collar of the heavy bag holding Valerius.The security cable dug into Zarek's waist, groaning under the weight of all three, but it held them above the street below.Zarek pulled himself, his brother, and the heavy bag over the jagged glass edge onto the floor of a dark, empty room. Unhooking the wire from his waist, he let it snap a

Director Vance felt all hope drain out of him as he stared at Sergeant Gog, crumpled on the ground.Around him, the local police officers slowly raised their hands, showing they had no intention of fighting the military elite. Zarek stepped forward, his heavy boots striking a slow, steady rhythm against the concrete. The soldiers immediately cleared a path, bowing their heads in deep respect. He stopped directly in front of Vance, who was trembling so violently he could barely stand."Your little show is over, Vance," Zarek said, his voice smooth, cold, and steady.He unceremoniously dropped the heavy bag at Vance’s feet. The fabric squirmed, and Valerius let out a loud groan as he tried to kick his way free. The knot loosened upon impact, allowing Valerius to poke his head out. Bound tightly in thick ropes from his shoulders to his knees, he looked utterly miserable, his hair matted and his expensive clothes covered in dust.Because he had been knocked out cold by Tinny back in

"I am not walking a single inch in these heels toward a man called the God of War!" Beatrice complained, stumbling forward as Elara yanked her by the arm. "This is kidnapping! This is unprofessional! My father will sue your entire bloodline into bankruptcy!""Keep talking, and the tape goes back on," Elara warned, pushing open the safehouse door and dragging the furious heiress out into the cool night air toward the garage."I am not a part of this family feud!" Beatrice protested, her high heels clicking unevenly against the concrete as they approached the parked armored vehicle. "I want to negotiate! I have nothing to do with whatever nonsense my brother is pulling with your family! Why am I the one getting involved in this street war?"Elara didn't slow her pace, her grip tight on Beatrice's bound wrists. "Because you're here.""That is not a valid legal reason!" Beatrice shrieked, struggling to keep her balance. "If this is about leverage against the Vance family, why didn't you g