An Understated Dominance By Marina Vittori

Grace raised her glass and smiled.” Cheers, everyone! No need for formality. Dig in and enjoy yourselves.” Seeing the tempting array of dishes, the disciples of the Embersteel Order eagerly indulged, savoring each bite without hesitation. As rounds of wine flowed, their camaraderie began to flourish. “Ms. Linsor, Dustin, judging by your appearances, you’re not […]

Despite Bran’s intense glare, Dustin nonchalantly shrugged it off. He knew he could have easily emerged victorious in their fight without any intervention. After handling a couple of minor disturbances, Aidan resumed his meal. Jackson, accompanied by the disciples of the Embersteel Order, chose to keep a low profile and settled into nearby seats. Grace stood

After Dustin’s taunts, the ponytailed girl grew even more infuriated. “This is ridiculous!” she exclaimed. Despite the obvious difference in their physical abilities, she tapped into her internal energy and advanced with renewed determination. However, her efforts proved futile as her sword became entangled in his grip as if he had a vice-like hold on the

Dustin and Grace were just watching the scene unfold when, suddenly, the ponytailed girl turned her focus on them. It took them a moment to shake off the surprise. “Exactly! Just look at their dishes. Each is a culinary masterpiece. Compare that to what we’ve got on our table-it’s just garbage!” “I don’t care! Swap

In the inn, Dustin changed into clean clothes and sneezed. “I wonder who’s talking about me,” he mumbled, rubbing his nose. Then, he left the room and headed to the dining hall. The dining area, originally a school cafeteria, was quite spacious. It covered around 600 to 700 square feet and easily fit over a

“I’ve never been through anything quite like this before. It feels different this time,” Garrett admitted, taking the teasing in stride. After having been through life-and-death situations together, there was nothing they couldn’t talk about. “Ms. Linsor is truly unique. Although I haven’t seen her in person, the vibe she gives off suggests she’s an

Dustin was taken aback and slightly puzzled at Garrett’s sudden hostility. Considering that it was their first meeting, Dustin couldn’t fathom the reason for his animosity. Why did the guy before him have such a lofty attitude? “Captain Wilder, have we met before?” Dustin slowly lowered his hand that had been left hanging. “No,” Garrett said

Their vehicle cruised steadily, maintaining a consistent speed. Eventually, by noon the next day, they reached the outskirts of the Deadlands. There was a large village with around five to six hundred households on the outskirts. The village boasted amenities like an inn, a gas station, a supermarket, and the like. Though not sprawling, it

After Dustin returned to the castle, he avoided alerting anyone and wrote two letters instead. He left one letter in Rufus’ study and the other in Austin’s bedroom. Dustin considered it his unspoken farewell. He wasn’t great at expressing sentimentalities, and at times, leaving in silence was the better choice. As dusk settled, Dustin headed

After lunch, Dustin received an unexpected call from Grace. She had something important to discuss, and they were to meet at the old house in the western city. Dustin had acquired this particular residence specifically for the training of undercover agents. These women, once victims of Russo’s abuses, willingly joined the West Lucozia undercover agent