CHAPTER 177

The chaotic din of gunfire and shouts filled the air as Philip charged at Delacroix, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on him, a culmination of everything he had fought for. Delacroix stood his ground, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he prepared to retaliate.

“You really think you can take me down?” Delacroix sneered, raising his weapon. “You’re just a pawn in a game you don’t even understand.”

Philip’s heart raced. “I may be a pawn, but pawns can topple kings,” he replied, his voice steady despite the chaos surrounding them.

With a fierce resolve, Philip lunged forward, dodging Delacroix’s shot as he grappled for control. The struggle was intense, both men equally determined to emerge victorious. Delacroix was ruthless, and Philip could feel the danger lurking in every movement.

Just then, a burst of gunfire erupted nearby, distracting Delacroix long enough for Philip to gain the upper hand. He seized the moment, deliverin