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Chapter 100
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2025-06-21 22:44:06

The streets of Ravenmoor were unusually tense that afternoon.

Convoys of armored black vehicles sliced through traffic like sharks in open water. Their windows were tinted jet-black, their movements silent and synchronized—predators in formation.

On each license plate: a single golden insignia.

The Emblem of the King of War.

Inside one of the lead vehicles, a soldier pressed a finger to his earpiece. “Target has changed direction. I repeat—the King of War’s location has shifted. He’s now heading toward Emerald Palace.”

“Redirect all units,” came the cold, automatic reply from the telecom. “I want eyes on the restaurant in five minutes. Lock it down quietly. No alarms, no panic. He must not be disturbed.”

“Yes, sir.”

The convoy made a hard U-turn at the intersection, sirens off, tires whispering across the asphalt as they cut a path toward one of the city’s crown jewels.

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