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RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 41
The day started out for Emily like any other. Little did she know that it was going to be an unusual one. However, its beginning was light…pleasant, even.She woke up, prepped breakfast with her husband, and did the driving equivalent of “skipping happily”, to work.Work took its usual toll on her, and she had to yell a couple of times to get things done. Eventually, she decided that she wasn’t about to invest all her energy into working.“There’s going to be a war coming soon, anyways,” she huffed, remembering the meeting that Sylvester had with his students. “No one is going to be worried about Q2 earnings and revenue placements by the end of the year,” she muttered to herself, picking up her bags and heading home.On getting back home, the house was eerily quiet – a sign of Sylvester’s absence.She couldn’t express it properly, but whenever Sylvester wasn’t in the house, she could almost instantly feel it…even without checking every part of the house to confirm that he indeed, was
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 42
The moment Sylvester stepped through the door, the foul aura that assaulted his senses made it obvious that someone was here, that was not supposed to be.Emily’s pleasant presence was cleaning it up, but the presence left traces, enough to cause him to frown upon entry.An absent-minded Emily sat on the table, poking repeatedly at the remnants of her dinner as she scrolled through her tablets, earbuds buried in her ears, and eyes squinted in concentration.It took him coming over to meet her to jolt her out of her concentrated reverie.Even then, there was still a tightness to her face. It wasn’t the bland ‘stressed from work’ face she usually had on.This was something else. Something that had to do with what he had perceived coming in.“Your back early,” she muttered sarcastically. It was past ten, but she usually never minded. And he could tell she didn’t now, “How was it?”“Oh, well…the usuals. Preparation is…” he ended with a heavy sigh. “How about you? You seem a little bugged.
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 43
The next time Cullen visited Emily, he had come with malicious content – evidence that was bound to break her home.He knew his sister.She was emotionally volatile, and tended to act on the now. He was going to use that to wreck her from the inside.That was the most important phase of his plan to destroy the Wright family.Sheep separated from the herd would always be easier to hunt. If he was able to separate Emily and Sylvester, it would be easier for him to deal with them.At least, that’s what he thought.As soon as he opened the door the Emily’s house, he was met with a less welcoming glare.“There’s my sister,” he smiled, putting on his best charm. “What’s gotten you into such a fuss?” he strode towards her, but she stepped back.The frown on her face wasn’t just there for show, though. She knew something that he didn’t, but Cullen didn’t know that.In fact, he was so unaware of how much dirt she had on him, that he decided to ignore the visible scowl of hatred that was plaste
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 44
Edrag sat in his dimly lit quarters, one hand lazily twirling a dart while the other gripped the edge of his chair. A massive, slightly crumpled picture of Sylvester Wright was pinned to the wall in front of him, its corners curling from repeated abuse. Edrag squinted at it, rolling his shoulders before flicking the dart straight into the forehead of the man in the image.Thwack.Right between the eyes. He let out a satisfied exhale. “Boom. Dead.”Not dead in real life, though. And that was a problem. A big one.For him, every moment that Sylvester breathed was a moment to loathe. He hated himself as long as that man was alive, and wasn’t afraid to express it.As such, the giant picture of Sylvester Wright that had too many holes for comfort was suitable.He leaned back, tossing another dart in the air and catching it, his mind stirring with the same tired thought loop he had been riding for months.Sylvester Wright needed to go. In fact, he should have been gone a long time ago. Wh
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 45
Sylvester sat cross-legged, lost in his cultivation, when the vision hit him like a soft dream. A land…his land.His country. So peaceful it felt unreal. No wars, no politics, no betrayals. Just calm skies, lush greenery, and people living without fear.Three children passed by him as he ventured further into the city, laughing and playing what he thought to be hopscotch. It had been so long since he engaged in any leisure of any sort, he barely remembered the names of them.He looked around, taking uneven steps as he moved deeper into this lush city.Would Greele ever know peace like this?The familiar scent of spices pulled him away from his vision, and away from cultivation.He tried to focus, and tried to get himself in check, but the scent was just too strong.He finally opened his eyes.His wife was in the kitchen, and if her scent called out to him, he’d better answer. He found Emily stirring a pot, and even though there was a smile on her face when she saw him, it didn’t tak
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 46
Sylvester walked with an easy stride, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning his surroundings without making it obvious. Since he left the house, someone was following him. He knew it before the person made three steps in his direction. Intention was easy to read, and when eyes were on him, he could tell.The person was persistent, and did everything they could to stay within reach, despite Sylvester trying to lose them.He didn’t want to end up in a scuffle today. Besides, being a city muse, he was used to being tailed. But the intention on this one was clearly malicious. But who? And why?Sylvester decided to take it upon himself to bring this person to limelight.If they were following him with such clearly evil intentions, then it was only a matter of time before they showed themselves…and their intentions.That was sure.He walked at a casual pace, whistling under his breath, playing the part of someone lost in thought. The presence behind him persisted. He could feel it…silent, pat
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 47
Sylvester was done thinking after a few minutes, and decided to beat the answers to his question out of the assassin he had knocked out. He crouched beside the spy, watching him carefully. The man was lying in a crumpled heap, his breathing shallow but steady. Sylvester waited for a while, then became impatient. The man was going to wake up sooner or later and if he could prompt it, then he would. “Wake up,” he muttered, grabbing the man’s collar and giving him a rough shake. No response. Sylvester narrowed his eyes. “You’re either real good at playing dead, or you’ve actually passed out. Either way, you’re talking.” He yanked the spy upright, leaning in close. “Who sent you?” The spy groaned, shifting slightly but keeping his eyes shut. Sylvester sighed, tightening his grip. “I don’t have the patience for games. Tell me what I want to know, or I’ll…” In a flash, the spy’s hand shot out, flinging a small pouch straight into Sylvester’s face. A sharp, acrid scent hit him imme
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 48
Cullen sat in his dimly lit study, nursing a drink and a grudge. It had been days since his last humiliation, and the anger still churned in his gut like a festering wound. Emily found out about his scheme so fast. It didn’t even have time to do the damage it was planned to do. It didn’t have time to sow in the seed of doubt…no time for her to guess. Nothing! All his efforts just went down the drain, and it hurt. Every failure, every setback…it was never his fault. Emily had outmaneuvered him, sure, but only because Sylvester had interfered. That man had a way of ruining things, and Cullen was sick of it. He was sure that he sent that man to follow him around. If not, how would they have known his plans? The man was sitting smug in the kitchen, and came out like a guard dog when things between he and Emily became heated. Damn Sylvester and his minions! As if the universe wanted to add insult to injury, his phone buzzed. He picked it up, already irritated. When he saw the nam
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Edrag had not traveled across continents just to watch his plans crumble before they even began. The lounge welcomed him – they had no choice, and he sat there, brooding as the city buzzed, unaware of the ominous presence that lurked within, right under their very noses. He looked out with disdain. The false peace annoyed him. He swirled the dark liquid in his glass, his fingers tightening around it. The ice clinked softly against the crystal, but his thoughts were anything but calm. He arrived in Greele undetected. Of course, he wasn’t welcome in the country, so he had to smuggle his way in. It wasn’t a ‘smuggle’ in that sense of the word, but since there were many people in Greele that wanted Sylvester dead, they were able to silence port security and immigration services. Hence, there were no unnecessary displays of power, or anything grand. The perfect cover. And yet, before he could make a single move, Sylvester had already burned down a significant portion of his netw
Chapter 67
Sylvester had won countless battles, conquered enemies, and faced impossible odds without flinching. Needless to say, his life was one big adrenaline-filled storyline. Yet, nothing on earth came close to the rush he felt when Emily said those three words. Surreal. “I love you,” He had replayed the moment in his mind a hundred times over the past week. No matter how many times he thought about it, he still couldn’t bring himself to believe it was what he heard. Maybe a lucid dream? He ran with it, though. If she truly felt tat way about him, then it was his responsibility to reciprocate. He loved her a thousand times before she loved him. She must have known that ever since. Now that the traffickers had been handled, Sylvester shifted his focus. The war was a storm gathering on the horizon, and every day felt closer to a catastrophe he didn’t feel quite ready for. He couldn’t afford to be complacent. But before it reached them, before another fight threatened to pull him
Chapter 66
Emily paced the length of her sitting room, arms folded tightly across her chest. She had been waiting for hours, long enough for her mind to run through every possible scenario of how this conversation with Sylvester would go. Would he listen? Would he care? Cullen attacked him. Cullen wanted to kill him. If he was back home since that time, he would have told her first, but he had been out on a mission. Something about human traffickers. Really grueling stuff. She just hoped that Cullen’s attack didn’t do too much to set Sylvester and his team back. If it did, then, he wouldn’t be back that day, and she was fine with it. However, Geral’s car pulled into the lot, and the lights from his headlights illuminated the semi-dim house, alerting her of his arrival. The moment she sensed his presence, she turned toward the door. The knob twisted, and then Sylvester stepped in. “Hi, Emily,” Geral waved as he put his car into reverse. Emily waved back and gave a quick smile as he pul
Chapter 65
Most of them still had the shock frozen on their faces – the victims. Usually, in situations like these, you do not get rescued. Each of them had already sealed their fate. Either their organs were going to be harvested, or they were going to be forced into a lifetime of servitude (mostly sexual and drug related). It was staple that when you went missing, you never returned. And yet, here were some men promising them that they would be returned to their families as soon as possible. It felt surreal. Some of them that had made friends in their captivity clung to each other, not knowing what else to say. Braver ones whose tongues had loosened up, offered words of thanks to Sylvester and his men. Sylvester exhaled, rolling his shoulders. The mission was dicey…especially via the path where he had to use Otto as bait, but it had been a success. Gerald wiped his blade on a discarded cloak and gave Sylvester a nod. “So, what do we do with the clan leaders and their minions?” Sylvest
Chapter 64
The moment Sylvester returned to the group, all eyes were on him. The men could tell just by his expression that something had changed.“So…change of plans,” he announced. “We can’t afford a direct assault while the hostages are still in there. If we strike now, they’ll be the first casualties.”Geral folded his arms. “So what’s the new plan?”“We separate the minions from their leaders. If we get them away, it would be easier to escalate without the hostages being at risk,” Sylvester reasoned. “I don’t want anyone of them to get hurt.”Katherine shook her head. “You’re a better person than I am.”“I know,” Sylvester huffed.“And how exactly do we do that?” Geral inquired. “I don’t suppose we have any sirens here that can sing an alluring song or whatever it is that can lure em out, do we?”Sylvester’s gaze landed on Otto. “We send in bait.”The group exchanged looks, and Otto straightened his spine. “Uh…”“You, Otto,” Katherine almost chuckled out loud. “He’s suggesting we send you i
Chapter 63
The preparation chilled everyone.First, there was the laughter and the light jests as the men suited up. They poked at one another and made jokes about how one looked awkward in their gear.They played around with unloaded firearms and had a great overall time in general.Until Sylvester came to announce to them that they would be leaving. The whole room went dim, and it was almost as though the realization hit everyone at the same time. This was the real deal. There was the possibility of some of them coming out of this with injuries.There was the possibility of some of them not coming out at all.“I'm coming with you,” Otto announced, his voice firm despite the slight tremor in his hands.Sylvester barely spared him a glance. “No, you're not.”Otto's jaw clenched. “I deserve to be there. You promised I could fight when I was ready.”“Yes. Exactly,” Sylvester countered. “When you’re ready. I’ll tell you when you are.”“I am ready.”“No, you're not.”Otto's fists curled. “I am. I w
Chapter 62
Emily was staring at the papers in front of her with intent, hoping that if she stared long enough, they’d burst into flames and disappear.25 pages was a lot of work. And she was supposed to review it. Her attorney said she must.That’s when the calls started coming in.At first, she ignored it, assuming it was just another work-related message. If she had to respond to another idiot telling them to go ahead with what she had already given the go-ahead for days ago, she’d lose her mind.But then it buzzed again. And again. With a sigh, she pulled it out of her pocket and glanced at the screen.“Unknown number.”Her brow furrowed. It wasn’t often she got calls from unknown numbers, and instinct told her to let it go to voicemail. But something in her gut twisted, urging her to answer.Reluctantly, she swiped to accept. “Hello?”“Is this Emily?” a woman’s voice asked.“Yes. Who’s this?”“This is Nurse Evelyn from North Vale Medical Center. You were listed as the emergency contact for
Chapter 61
Pain. That was the first thing that greeted his body as soon as his mind drifted back into consciousness. So much, that even opening his eyes came at a cost he wasn’t able to pay immediately, so he just kept them close.Instead, he let the pain engulf his body, like molten magma spread through his entire body. The pain ate its way through his joints, muscles and flesh. It felt like the most painful way to go yet he knew this wasn’t his time. With great effort, Cullen opened his eyes.A hospital.The harsh fluorescent lighting made him wince. The sterile white ceiling stared back at him, unfamiliar yet unmistakably medical. He tried to shift, but his muscles refused to cooperate. That’s when he noticed the IV in his arm, the heart monitor attached to his chest.His mind raced. How did he get here?Sylvester. There was no denying it.The place he had ambushed him was lonely…too lonely for anyone to have come across him by chance. Heck, they had a lot of time to fight, and no authoritie
Chapter 60
Sylvester stood over the collection of weapons laid out before him. Rows of well-engineered firearms, finely crafted swords, spears, and daggers gleamed under the dim lantern light. Beside them, crates of small crystal-infused devices capable of boosting one’s strength and reflexes.They all sat ready for distribution. He nodded in satisfaction. This would do.“Geral,” he called.Geral stepped forward, arms crossed. “Master. You called?”“You’re in charge of these,” Sylvester said, gesturing toward the arsenal. “Make sure every recruit gets what they need.”Geral’s eyebrows rose. “You don’t think this is too much? I mean…these are new recruits. Do they really need this much fire power?”Katherine was passing by, taking some things to and from the store. On hearing the conversation, she frowned. “That’s too little if anything. No grenades? No thowables?” her voice got louder as she got further. “Molotov cocktails? Although, I could prep that on the go…”Sylvester smirked. “I trust you
