Xavier, with a subtle nod, signaled Edward to carefully set a small black box onto the table. Eager to uncover its contents, Gabriel carefully opened the box, and as he did, the other patriarchs leaned in, their eyes widening in shock and confusion. Inside the box lay a severed ring finger, and attached to it was the unmistakable Windsor family ring that Elias had always worn. The significance of the ring's presence was not lost on them. For so long, they believed Elias was dead, and now, here was a tangible piece of evidence that he might still be alive. Pisces File user, Celeste Martinez, her eyes narrowed as he studied the ring intently. "Are you sure this belongs to Elias? It could be a cruel trick."Xavier nodded firmly. "This ring has been in my family for generations. I'd recognize it anywhere."They all turned their attention back to Alexei, the man who seemed to hold the key to this perplexing puzzle. Xavier's voice was steady yet laced with urgency as he spoke, "Alexei, we
As Edward left, the room fell into a heavy silence. Gabriel Cross and the other patriarchs looked visibly disappointed, realizing they didn't have the opportunity to give Edward the gifts they had prepared for him. They had been eager to show their support and appreciation for him as the new patriarch of the Windsor family, especially in this critical time.Xavier noticed the glum expressions on their faces and understood their sentiments. "I know you all had thoughtful gifts for Edward, but let's not waste any more time. We need a plan to deal with Andrei Petrovich and his schemes. So, do you have any ideas?"The patriarchs gathered around the large table, deep in thought and discussion. Gabriel Cross took the lead, guiding the conversation with his experience. Each patriarch shared their insights and expertise, their minds focused on finding the best course of action.Meanwhile, Edward walked through the now empty and quiet banquet hall. It was a stark contrast to the lively atmosph
Despite being well aware of Edward's unique powers and abilities, Edith couldn't help but worry. He was her son, after all, and a mother's instinct to protect her child was undeniable."I have to do this, Mom," Edwadd said, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside him. "Besides, if I bring anyone else with me, it might put them in danger.""But please promise me that you'll be cautious," she pleaded. "And if things get too dangerous, don't hesitate to retreat, okay?""I promise."With a heavy heart, Edith reluctantly let her son go. She couldn't pull her gaze away from the exit even after Edward had long gone.Under the darkened expanse of the night sky, a sleek private jet cut through the air at breakneck speed. Within the luxurious cabin, there was just one passenger, none other than Edward himself.Before embarking on this journey, Edward had engaged in a lengthy discussion with his mother about their plan to rescue Elias. However, deep down, his real purpose was to al
In the midst of the vast, open ocean, a secluded island known as Petra Island stood proudly. From a distance, it appeared to be an uninhabited paradise, untouched by the hands of civilization. The lush green foliage stretched across its shores, and the golden sand beaches beckoned to the sea's gentle waves. However, the truth that lay concealed beneath the surface was far from what the world perceived.As ships or planes approached the island, they would find no grandiose buildings or signs of human presence. The cunningly disguised structures blended seamlessly with the natural landscape, making it seem like an uninhabited land. Yet, beneath the surface, a complex and highly fortified underworld lay hidden.Once inside, the true opulence and security of Petrovich's domain were revealed. The network of tunnels led to a sprawling underground city, carefully designed and fortified. The architecture was a fusion of modernity and luxury, with lavish halls adorned with stolen art and artif
Edward knew he had to work quickly and quietly, avoiding any sound that could draw unwanted attention. He focused his strength not on striking but on digging. Using his bare hands, he clawed at the earth with primal intensity. The dirt flew in all directions as he dug deeper and deeper into the ground. Edward's powerful muscles churned like a well-oiled machine, propelling him through the soil with remarkable speed. Four minutes passed in a blur, and Edward's efforts bore fruit. He had created a sizable hole, just enough to reveal the hard surface of the concrete layer. Then, he pressed his palm against the concrete surface, his heightened senses picking up the slightest vibrations. To his relief, there were no signs of footsteps or voices on the other side of the wall. It seemed he had avoided any patrols or guards that might have been nearby.Edward prepared to breach the concrete barrier. He drew a deep breath, focusing his strength into a single powerful blow. The impact reverb
Continuing his journey through the narrow and cramped shafts, Edward's muscles strained with each move. The oppressive heat and claustrophobic surroundings weighed on him, but he pushed forward.Finally, he reached a junction in the ventilation system. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he tried to assess his surroundings. Two paths lay in front of him, but he had no way of knowing which one led towards Petrovich's residence.His instincts guided him, and he chose the path to the left. He hoped his gut feeling was right, as there was no room for errors or detours.As he pressed on, he encountered more dead ends and blocked passages. The ventilation system seemed to be intentionally designed to deter intruders. But Edward was relentless, he would not be deterred.Just when he was starting to doubt his decision, Edward found an unsecured grate that led to a hidden opening. Peering through, his eyes widened at what he saw.In the vast underground chamber, an immense field stretched out
But the guard shook his head, defiance rising in his eyes. "Even if you don't kill me, the Petrovichs will. You better kill me now, at least I can die without being tortured.""I have an offer for you," Edward replied, "If you help me, I'll ensure your escape from this mess. $500 million can buy you a new identity, a fresh start far away from all of this."The guard was taken aback by the offer, and his eyes widened in surprise. The proposition appeared incredibly alluring, but he couldn't immediately accept it as true. In his eyes, the man standing in front of him seemed nothing more than a hitman. How could he possibly have that kind of money?The guard hesitated, torn between the terror of the Petrovichs and the glimmer of hope that Edward's offer provided. Finally, he nodded, swallowing his doubt."Fine," he muttered. "I'll help you, but you'd better keep your word."Edward nodded grimly. "Lead the way.""Wait!" the guard interrupted, his voice shaky. "Before we go, you need to ch
Andrei Petrovich's blood ran cold as he gazed into Edward's eyes. The room seemed to darken around them, and time hung suspended in an ominous silence. The man in front of him, who had just arrived unexpectedly, was the man who had killed his two sons. If not for the fear of Xavier, he would have already gone to the Windsor residence and mutilated Edward into a thousand pieces.But before Andrei could react any further, Edward unleashed his full power, dashing towards Andrei's personal guard who stood behind him. Time seemed to slow down for Edward as he moved with lightning speed.With a punch that carried the force of 100 tons, the guard's head exploded like a watermelon falling from a cliff. Andrei's face turned pale, his eyes widening in shock and fear at the brutal display of power before him.As the guard's lifeless body crumpled to the ground, blood and brain matter splattered across the library floor, creating a gruesome scene. The other two guards lunged into action, drawing