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Chapter 126, Reckless Boy.
The tension in the command center was thick enough to cut with a knife. Ali and Laith had just been caught by Hazim. He sensed something was wrong and searched the ship for intruders and managed to catch them hiding behind the boxes of equipment. Ali's face was flushed with embarrassment, his jaw tight as he struggled to keep his composure. Laith, on the other hand, was seething not just at Hazim, but at himself for being caught in the first place. Hazim wrenched himself free from Ibrahim's grip who was trying desperately to calm him down, his hazel eyes flashing with irritation. "What the hell is wrong with you two?" he demanded, his voice sharp. "Especially you, Ali. You're supposed to be the responsible one, how could you let him pull you into this reckless stunt?" Ali swallowed hard, his fingers twitching at his sides. "I tried to stop him," he muttered, avoiding Hazim's piercing gaze. "But he wouldn't listen. So I figured if I went with him, at least there'd be someone there
Chapter 125, The Secret Mission.
Laith pressed himself against the cold stone wall, his breath shallow as he peered around the corner. His brother, Hazim, had been sneaking off every afternoon for weeks, always returning with a guarded expression. No matter how many times Laith asked, Hazim would only smirk and say, "None of your concern, little brother." But today, Laith had decided it was his concern. He followed Hazim through the winding streets of the city, keeping his distance. His brother moved with purpose, his usual relaxed stride replaced by something sharper, more deliberate. When Hazim turned toward the Knights’ Association, Laith’s stomach twisted. What business does he have there? Hiding behind a merchant’s cart, Laith watched as Hazim exchanged a few words with the guards at the entrance before slipping inside. After a moment’s hesitation, Laith darted forward, slipping past the distracted sentries and into the shadowed halls of the Association. The corridors were dimly lit, the air thick with
Chapter 124, Too Much Confidence Gets You Killed.
The morning sun blazed over the training grounds as Marwan stood with his arms crossed, watching his recruits with a cold, unreadable expression. Hamza, Nawras, Badr, Fadi, Karim, and Ali stood in a line, sweat already forming on their brows despite the day having just begun. "Ten laps. Now," Marwan commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. The men took off, their boots kicking up dust as they circled the training ground. By the fifth lap, Badr was panting heavily, and Karim’s face was flushed with exertion. But they pushed through no one dared to slow down under Marwan’s watchful gaze. Once the laps were done, they moved to jump ropes, their muscles burning as they maintained rhythm under the relentless heat. Then came the weights iron plates clanking, grunts of effort filling the air. Marwan paced among them, correcting their form with sharp, precise words. Finally, it was time for the real test. "Sparring," Marwan announced. "Nawras and Badr. First up." Nawras
Chapter 123, Getting Back.
The training hall was silent except for the rhythmic sound of Ali’s fists against the heavy bag streamed through the high . Seven nights straight, he did running, sparring, drilling combat forms until his muscles screamed. Tonight’s training session was boxing. "Again," he growled, resetting his stance. His reflection in the mirrored walls betrayed him, his elbow drooping, feet misaligned. He’d seen Marwan knock out men twice his size with this combo, yet when he threw the same punches, they lacked power. Someone moved behind him. "You’re not doing it right." Ali barely had time to turn before Marwan’s fist connected with his ribs. Not enough to break bone, but enough to steal his breath. He crumpled, gasping. "Why did you do that?!" Marwan yawned, scratching his stubble. "If you’re gonna train at 3 a.m., at least do it right." He nudged Ali’s fallen water bottle with his boot. "Left elbow up. Hips forward. And stop holding your breath like a kid diving into a pool
Chapter 122, Begin Again.
Ali woke up feeling oddly motivated for work. It was just another ordinary day, or so he thought. His boss, however, had other plans. Despite Ali having just returned from a three-day break one he’d desperately needed after his surgery. For taking too many days off, even before this, his employer demanded overtime to make up for lost time. Ali told him it was ridiculous and he had just undergone brain surgery. But Mercy wasn’t in the company’s vocabulary. Now, they were piling a full week of post-shift overtime on him. By the time his overtime shift ended, exhaustion clung to him like a second skin. He dragged himself home, changed out of his work clothes, and collapsed onto his bed, only for his phone to ring. To his surprise it was Marwan. Ali stared at the screen, stunned. Marwan never called him before, out of curiosity he answered. "Why aren’t you answering messages or calls?" Marwan’s voice was sharp, accusatory. "You think you’re above us now?" Ali flinched. "No, of cou
Chapter 121, Years Of Guilt.
The first thing that Ali was aware of when he woke up was the sterile, antiseptic smell, then he felt a terrible headache, he felt a dull, throbbing ache radiating from his temple, pulsing in time with the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor beside his bed. His eyelids felt heavy, as if weighted down by sandbags, but he forced them open, blinking against the harsh fluorescent lights overhead. Dr. Nabil’s face swam into view, his features sharpening as Ali’s vision adjusted. The doctor’s silver-framed glasses reflected the cold glow of the medical equipment, and his expression was one of quiet relief. "Welcome back, Ali," Dr. Nabil said, his voice calm but firm. He reached for a small penlight and shone it into Ali’s eyes, checking his pupil response. "How are you feeling?" Ali’s mouth was dry, his tongue thick and sluggish. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse croak. Dr. Nabil immediately lifted a plastic cup of water to his lips, supporting the back of his he
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