Chapter 998: Sealing the breach
Chapter 998: Sealing the breach
Chapter 998: Sealing the breach
Erik's grin widened as he watched the chaotic scene below. The blackguards were fleeing the city in sheer panic.
At the northern gate, chaos reigned. The streets close to it were littered with bodies, blood, and the remnants of what could only be described as a dreadful battle.
Of course, not on the same scale as the one that took place when the Thaid horde attacked New Alexandria years ago, but it was still big.
The citizens and the rebels, emboldened by their victory, continued to harass the retreating soldiers.
From his perch on top of June, Erik felt a surge of satisfaction. Finally, he was starting to really get back at the blackguards for what they did. To him, to his father, and to the world. Sure, he had destroyed the Crystal Cross Gang; he killed Shade, but he never openly fought against them. He never made the blackguards suffer.
To help the rebels settle up didn't count, neither it did infiltrating the organization.
The rebels were winning, and the city was almost free from its rulers. When the last enemy got out of the northern gate, Erik knew it was time to end it all, or at least to end this part of his battle against the blackguards.Thê source of this conte/nt n/o/v/(el)bi((n))
Erik pulled out his phone and dialed Van Dyke. The phone rang before the old man's voice came through, sounding tense and hurried.
"Erik," Van Dyke said.
"Tom," Erik said. There was a small silence, which was interrupted by Erik soon after.
"Seal the breach at the northern gate. Now."
There was a pause, a moment in which Erik could almost hear Van Dyke's thoughts whirling. Then, with a tone that was unexpectedly submissive, Van Dyke uttered the words Erik anticipated and wanted to hear.
"Understood, Erik. It will be done."
The young man watched from above as Van Dyke's and Fischer's people relayed the orders they received from their bosses to the rest of the soldiers.
Erik and June left the northern gate and approached a landing spot. The cheers from the streets below rose to meet them.
"That is good to hear. How did they manage the battle? Did they have problems? How did they handle the situation?"
have been problematic.> situation.>
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