Chapter 1861

The men on Ollie's side were no strangers to the battlefield, veterans of desert wars in the Middleist. They could take a life without blinking. They paused slightly at the current circumstances, but within seconds, they regrouped and lunged at Emily's bodyguards, as fierce as wolves closing in on prey. On one side stood Quintis' handpicked specialists, elite soldiers recruited from every corner of the globe with top dollar. On the other side was a pack of desperadoes who had lived with their blades forever at the edge of death. It was bound to be a clash as violent as worlds colliding. At the start, Emily's bodyguards caught Ollie's men off guard, earning them an advantage. However, the tide quickly turned. Numbers were on Ollie's side, and soon, his men began to hold off their opponents. Bodies collapsed in pools of blood. Some were Emily's men, and some were Ollie's men. Then, shouts echoed across the place. Reinforcements were arriving, the hidden bodyguards Quintis had secretly