The group made their way toward the private jet parked at the far end of the airfield. Even from a distance, the aircraft stood apart from every other plane around It. The polished body reflected the floodlights lining the runway, and the massive silver emblem of Redeemed stretched proudly across the side of the aircraft.Several members of the airport staff stood waiting beside the staircase leading into the jet. The moment they noticed the approaching group, they immediately straightened their posture and lowered their heads respectfully.Their eyes, however, constantly moved from one face to another with curiosity written all over them.Everyone working under Redeemed had heard countless rumors about the mysterious heir who had recently taken control of the company. Some imagined a middle-aged businessman with decades of experience. Others expected a ruthless executive surrounded by lawyers and bodyguards.None of them expected a group of young men to assist with Harrison and Marcu

Inside the SUV parked several streets away from Hingtown Port, the only source of light came from the surveillance monitors mounted against the interior wall. Multiple live feeds flickered across the screens, with each one displaying footage transmitted from miniature cameras hidden on the ex-tier students' tactical gear.Ryan sat forward in his seat, his elbows resting on his knees while his eyes followed every movement displayed on the monitors. Beside him, Marcus stood with his arms folded across his chest, his expression hard and unreadable. Harrison occupied the opposite side of the vehicle, his fingers moving rapidly across a tablet as he monitored signal strength, communication frequencies, and security cameras scattered throughout the harbor.On the largest screen, Odessa moved at the front of the formation, and despite the darkness swallowing most of the port, her movements remained calm and deliberate. Every member of the team mirrored her pace perfectly. There were no unn

The sound that erupted behind them was unlike anything Ryan had ever heard before. It began with a single violent detonation that tore through the night sky like a thunderclap, but within seconds it multiplied into a chain reaction of explosions that rolled across Hingtown Port. Massive fireballs erupted from different sections of the docks, illuminating the darkness with blinding flashes of gold, orange, and crimson. Shipping containers were hurled into the air like children's toys. Sheets of metal twisted under the pressure of the blast while shattered glass rained down across loading bays and warehouses. The flames spread with terrifying speed, with columns of black smoke climbing into the night sky as if trying to swallow the stars themselves. Every few seconds another explosion echoed through the harbor, sending shockwaves racing across the water. The fire reflected across the surface of the sea, transforming the dark ocean into a sea of molten gold. Inside the surveillance

The news of the Hingtown Port explosion spread across the city like wildfire. Every television station, radio broadcast, and online media outlet carried the same shocking story. Images of blazing warehouses, collapsed shipping containers, twisted steel structures, and smoke-blackened docks dominated every screen.Inside the crowd, a female reporter stood near the remains of the once-thriving port. Behind her, firefighters moved tirelessly through the destruction while emergency vehicles lined the streets, assisted by the smell of burnt metal and chemicals that still lingered heavily in the air."The Hingtown Port, previously known as one of the busiest shipping routes in the region, has been reduced to ruins after last night's devastating explosion."The camera slowly panned across the destruction."Authorities have confirmed that the fire was not accidental. Preliminary investigations suggest that multiple explosive materials and liquid accelerants were used to trigger the catastroph

Ryan's intensive training continued for several days, and by this point none of the ex-Tier students held anything back. The earlier days of controlled sparring and careful corrections had completely disappeared, and now they fought him exactly as they would fight a real opponent.Every lesson was delivered through bruises, and every mistake was complimented with punishment. The training hall had become a battlefield where Ryan was forced to evolve or be crushed.His mornings started with Odessa dismantling his combat habits, followed by Nile's overwhelming aggression. Ruby and Alex switch between teaching him coordination drills and throwing him into impossible situations designed to overwhelm his senses.The process was brutal, and yet the results were impossible to ignore. Ryan was improving, and his improvement wasn't gradual but at a terrifying rate that even the ex-tier students were beginning to notice.The loud crack of colliding wooden weapons echoed throughout the training h