Chapter 217

As the dust settled in the remnants of the fortress, Dexter and his team took a moment to catch their breath. The chamber, once filled with the clamor of battle, was now eerily silent, broken only by their ragged breaths and the faint crackle of dying flames. Dexter’s heart raced, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. Victory felt bittersweet; they had pushed back The Red Hand, but Valen’s ominous threat loomed large in their minds.

“Is everyone alright?” Dexter asked, scanning the faces of his team. Henry nodded, still catching his breath, while Charlotte wiped sweat from her brow, a fierce glint in her eyes.

“We can’t stay here long,” she said, her voice steady. “Valen will return with reinforcements.”

“Agreed,” Dexter replied, his mind racing with the possibilities of what lay ahead. “We need to gather intel while we can. Let’s search the fortress for any clues about The Red Hand’s next move.”

The team split up, each member taking a different corridor to explore. Dexter move
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