Chapter 13
Author: Chris Ahafa
last update2025-08-12 23:49:33

The hallway was dark. A single bulb flickered above, casting a pale yellow glow over the cracked walls.

Xayn’s boots made a dull thud against the old wooden floor as he stepped out of his room, but he froze the moment his eyes adjusted.

The cloaked man stood there. Tall. Still. His red eyes glowed faintly from under the shadow of his hood, burning like dying embers. “You’re too late,” the man whispered.

Xayn’s fingers curled into fists. “Move.”

The man didn’t move. He tilted his head slightly, as if studying Xayn the way a predator studies prey. “Fifteen minutes,” the man said slowly. “No, less now. And every second you waste here is another drop of blood you’ll never stop.”

Urgent Task: Protect Lia Fen.

Location: Fen Estate.

Time Limit: 14 minutes, 32 seconds.

The timer was ticking in the corner of Xayn’s vision, each number a hammer in his skull. “I don’t have time for you,” Xayn growled, stepping forward.

The man didn’t flinch. “Oh, but you do. Because you won’t reach her otherwis
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