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The Sovereigns Anchor
"The Vanguard syndicate is a disease and I am the cure."General Vyke spoke into the cluster of microphones on the digital monitor. The federal news broadcast illuminated the dark walls of the Lin estate study.Ryker stood in front of the large desk and stared at the glowing screen. He watched his greatest enemy conduct a charismatic public patrol through the streets of the northern capital. Vyke wore a military uniform adorned with silver medals. He smiled at the cameras and projected the false image of a national savior.Skye walked exactly one pace behind the warlord.She wore a hydraulic combat suit. The metal plates gleamed under the city streetlights. Her left arm ended in the titanium blade she used to slice Ryker open just a few hours ago.Her eyes stared straight ahead at the camera lenses. They held an empty mechanical stare devoid of any human emotion. The faint blue digital overlay still tracked across her pupils."My new elite executioner will lead the charge against the
The Vultures Grief
Rain lashed against the towering windows of the Chen estate. The drops sounded like gravel hitting the reinforced glass.Patriarch Chen sat in a high backed leather chair in the center of the grand mourning hall. He stared at the temporary mahogany casket resting on a velvet pedestal. The massacre at the gala had stripped every ounce of arrogance from his posture. He looked ancient and completely defeated.The lid of the casket remained tightly sealed. The estate morticians refused to open it. Ryker Zhao pulverized the skull of the young heir on the plaza stone. There was no face left to display to the province.The old aristocrat felt an ache grip his chest. His breathing arrived in shallow, ragged hitches. He clutched his silver cane with trembling hands.He took everything from me in a single breath, the patriarch processed the terrifying reality in the silence of the hall. I built an empire of currency and politics. He walked in and broke it with his bare hands. He is not a man. H
The Hollow Sister
"Drop the cables."Ryker issued the command over the roaring wind while the Vanguard gunship hovered above the Iron Peak. He stood at the edge of the open bay door and stared down at the sprawling coal refinery."The structural charges are armed," Vesper reported over the tactical comms. "The entire facility is wired to detonate.""Give me a time limit," Ryker demanded."Three minutes until the foundation collapses," Vesper warned him. "We have to execute the extraction faster than our simulation.""I am not leaving this mountain without her," Ryker promised.He grabbed the thick black rope and stepped out of the gunship. He slid down the line and plummeted toward the roof of the dark industrial complex. The cold mountain air whipped across his face but he felt no chill.The golden fire of the Dragon Core burned inside his chest. He prepared to slaughter an entire garrison of federal troops to reach his bloodline.Ryker hit the metal roof and unclipped his harness. Vesper landed a sec
The Seven Armies
"Breach the ceiling."Ryker issued the command through his throat microphone while the roar of the gunship rotors swallowed the screams of the city elites. The glass canopy of the banquet hall disintegrated into a million falling diamonds as explosive charges pulverized the structural supports.Dust and debris rained down on the polished marble floor. The wealthy guests covered their heads and dove under banquet tables to escape the falling shards. Commissioner Reed stood paralyzed as black ropes dropped from the hovering beast of steel.Vanguard operatives descended the cables with speed. They hit the floor and fanned out into a circle of suppression. Their rifles remained fixed on the police squad and the remaining private bodyguards."Lower your weapons," the Vanguard Lieutenant commanded. His voice boomed through the helmet. "The Sovereign is on the floor."The police officers looked at the black steel barrels aimed at their chests. They looked at the gunship hovering like a venge
The Commissioners Decree
"No one is leaving this room."The doors to the banquet hall burst open before Ryker, Chloe, and Vesper could cross the threshold. The echo of the wood hitting the stone walls drowned out the rain.Police officers in tactical gear flooded the space. Their boots hammered against the marble, creating a rhythmic thunder that signaled the arrival of the provincial law. They fanned out in a practiced perimeter, their rifles aimed at the center of the room where the Sovereign stood.Commissioner Reed entered the space with a slow, measured gait. He adjusted the brim of his cap and tucked his leather gloves into his belt. He did not look at the guests first; he looked at the carnage."Call the coroner," Reed commanded without turning his head.The wealthy elites erupted into a chorus of screams the moment they saw the badges. They pointed their fingers at Ryker like a mob seeking blood."He murdered him," a woman shrieked while clutching her pearls. "He killed Danny Chen in cold blood. Look
The Sovereigns Judgment
"Tell me where she is."Ryker loomed over Patriarch Chen while the humid air of the banquet hall carried the scent of spilled champagne. On the floor nearby, Flint and Danny rolled on the stone, their hands clutching their bruised throats as they wheezed for air.Ryker ignored the two gasping men and focused his gaze on the old aristocrat. The Patriarch clutched his silver cane, his knuckles stark white against the metal. Despite the carnage surrounding him, the old man kept his chin raised to preserve the last shred of his pride."I gave you a command," Ryker stated. His voice held a flat, terrifying resonance."You are a ghost, Ryker Zhao," the Patriarch spat, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and fear. "You think you can waltz into my city and demand secrets from the Chen dynasty? You possess nothing but the violence of a street thug."Ryker took a slow step forward. The golden fire in his eyes flared, reflecting off the polished marble floor."I am the consequence of your
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