The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal

131. Shadows Converge

Elijah’s breaths were steady but sharp as he raced through the dense, unfamiliar terrain, following the lead to Sophia’s location. Doug’s voice crackled through his earpiece.

“Marshal, you’re getting closer. The hideout is approximately 500 meters to the east,” Doug reported.

Elijah tightened his grip on the hilt of his knife. “Keep tracking. If anything changes, alert me immediately,” he replied, his tone clipped and focused.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit hideout, Sophia sat in the corner of a cold, damp room, her wrists bound. She had spent hours carefully loosening the ropes using a jagged piece of metal she’d found. Her captors, distracted and overconfident, hadn’t noticed her subtle efforts.

“Think, Sophia,” she whispered to herself, glancing at the small vent near the ceiling. The faint sound of voices filtered through. They were discussing Elijah—waiting for him.

Suddenly, one of the captors entered the room, a tall man with a sneer etched across his face.

“Still sittin