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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 277. The Trap
“Marshal, everything’s set,” Doug said, securing his armor as he stood beside Elijah. “Our scouts confirmed the location of the shipment. We’ll intercept it before sunrise.”Elijah nodded, his face calm but focused. “Good. Keep the formation tight, and be ready for anything. If this shipment falls into enemy hands, we’ll lose the upper hand.”Doug saluted, his expression serious. “Understood, Sir. I’ll see to it.”The team moved out under the cover of darkness, their movements silent and precise. The moon cast a faint glow over the rugged terrain as they approached the location where the shipment was supposedly hidden. Elijah scanned the area, his instincts tingling.“Something feels off,” he murmured to Doug, who was walking at his side.Doug frowned, his hand resting on his sword hilt. “You think it’s a setup?”“Maybe,” Elijah replied, his eyes narrowing. “But we can’t back out now. Stay sharp.”As the team reached the designated spot, the crates of weapons were lined up just as the
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 278. A Dangerous Confrontation
“Elijah, what is this about?” Sophia asked, arms crossed as she faced him. Her tone was sharp, but there was an edge of exhaustion in her voice. Elijah stood in the dimly lit tent, his expression unreadable. “How do they always know, Sophia? Every move we make, every step we take—someone warns them.” Sophia’s eyes flashed with anger. “Are you accusing me?” “I’m asking how you always seem to be absent when things go wrong,” Elijah said, his voice calm but firm. “I need answers.” Sophia scoffed. “After everything we’ve been through, you’re doubting me now?” Elijah exhaled slowly, rubbing his temple. “I don’t want to. But I can’t ignore the facts.” Sophia stepped closer, her gaze locked onto his. “Facts? Or suspicions?” Elijah didn’t flinch. “We lost good soldiers, Sophia. Doug nearly died. I need to know if I can still trust you.” Sophia’s jaw tightened. “You think I would betray you? That I would work with the enemy?” “I don’t know what to think anymore,” Elijah admit
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 279. Seeds of Distrust
"Something isn’t adding up," Elijah muttered as he studied the reports spread across his desk.Doug stood beside him, arms crossed, his face lined with concern. "You’ve noticed it too, Sir?"Elijah nodded. "Sophia’s movements—there are gaps. Times when no one knows exactly where she was."Doug hesitated before speaking. "Marshal, I didn’t want to say this without proof, but I found something troubling."Elijah’s gaze snapped to him. "Go on."Doug pulled out a folded piece of parchment. "There have been leaks. The enemy is getting information faster than the
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 280. The Hidden Message
"This was never here before," Elijah muttered as he ran his fingers along the wooden panel. Doug stood beside him, arms tense. "Sir?" Elijah pressed against the seam. The panel shifted slightly. With a firm push, it popped open, revealing a hollow space beneath his desk. Inside, a small, folded piece of parchment lay waiting. Doug frowned. "A hidden compartment? In your own quarters?" Elijah unfolded the parchment, scanning the contents. His jaw tightened. "It’s a coded message," he said, his voice low. "Mentions a plan to dismantle the alliance. From within." Doug’s face darkened. "Sabotage?" Elijah nodded. "And look at this—there’s mention of troop movements, key leaders being turned against us." His grip on the paper tightened. "Whoever wrote this… they’ve been planning for a while." Doug shifted uncomfortably. "Marshal, there’s no way the enemy could have hidden this here themselves. That means—" "It was someone inside," Elijah finished. The words tasted bitter.
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 281. The Mysterious Figure
"Did you really think you could ignore me forever?"Sophia froze. The voice was smooth, familiar—too familiar.She turned slowly, her breath catching as a figure stepped from the shadows. A man, dressed in dark robes, with sharp eyes that had once belonged to an ally."Lando," she whispered.Lando Yale smirked. "It’s been a long time, Sophia."Her hands clenched at her sides. "Not long enough."He chuckled, stepping closer. "You wound me." His voice lowered. "I’ve done so much for you."Sophia’s stomach twisted. "I never asked for your help."Lando tilted his head. "Didn’t you?"She looked away, memories rushing back.…The past felt like a different world. A world where she still held hope in the elite families.She sat in a grand hall, younger, uncertain. Across from her, Lando leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of wine."They don’t respect you," he had said. "The Donald family? The others? They see you as nothing more than a mistake."She swallowed hard. "I can change that.
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 282. A Ruler’s Ambition
"You hesitate, Sophia. That tells me everything I need to know."Lando’s voice was smooth and confident. It sent a chill down Sophia’s spine.She squared her shoulders, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "I don’t hesitate. I think."Lando chuckled, shaking his head. "And thinking is what makes you dangerous. That’s why I’ve always kept you close."Sophia clenched her fists. "Close? You mean under your control?"Lando smirked. "Call it what you want. But the truth is, I saw your potential long before anyone else did."She swallowed, knowing there was truth in
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 283. Fractured Loyalties
"We need to move fast before they change their minds," Elijah said, adjusting the strap of his cloak.Sophia nodded, though her face remained tight. "I know the stakes, Elijah."They stood at the edge of a secluded clearing, where the two warring factions had finally agreed to meet. The tension in the air was suffocating, not just between the rival leaders but between Elijah and Sophia themselves.Elijah took a steady breath. "Stick to the plan. We get them to agree on a ceasefire first, then move on to terms."Sophia folded her arms. "You think I don’t know that?"Elijah exhaled sharply, bit
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 284. The Revelation
"Marshal, you need to see this."Doug’s voice was calm, but Elijah could hear the tension beneath it. He took the folder from Doug’s outstretched hand and flipped it open.Inside were reports, coded messages, and intercepted notes—each one tracing back to Sophia. His stomach twisted as he scanned through them."You’re certain?" Elijah asked, his voice low.Doug gave a firm nod. "There’s no mistake, sir. The information leaked was too precise. It had to come from someone close."Elijah clenched his jaw. His heart pounded, but his face remained unreadable. "No one else k
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357. No More Goodbyes
“Elijah…” A soft voice broke the quiet evening. Elijah stood at the edge of the city, watching the last light of the sun fade into the horizon. The sky burned with hues of orange and deep crimson, a reflection of the journey that had brought him here. The wind carried a familiar scent, one that stirred memories he had buried deep. Years had passed since the war ended. Evendore had changed under his leadership, rising from the ashes of corruption into something new. The people called him a legend—the Black Dragon who had defied fate and rewritten history. Statues had been built, songs had been sung, and yet none of it truly mattered to him. Because for all his victories, a part of him had remained empty. He turned at the sound of his name, his breath catching in his chest. Sophia stood a few feet away, bathed in the golden light of dusk. She had changed, yet she was still the same—strong, beautiful, and filled with a fire that had never faded. Her eyes held a depth that spoke
356. A New Dawn
“The world is finally changing, Sir.” Doug stood beside Elijah, overlooking the city from the tallest watchtower. Below them, the streets of Evendore bustled with life. Merchants called out their wares, children played freely, and workers repaired buildings that once stood in ruins. The scars of war remained, but hope had taken root. Elijah’s gaze swept across the city. “It’s changing, but not fast enough.” Doug crossed his arms. “Progress takes time.” Elijah exhaled, his shoulders tense. “Time isn’t always on our side.” The past few months had been filled with rebuilding, restructuring, and keeping order. He had expected resistance, and he was right. Not everyone welcomed the new Evendore. Former enemies lurked in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A soldier approached, saluting. “Marshal, we have visitors at the southern gate. They claim to be old allies.” Elijah exchanged a look with Doug. Doug’s expression darkened. “Old allies? Or old enemies?”
355. A Leader’s Burden
“Elijah Norton, the world is waiting for your next move.” Elijah glanced up from the map spread across the table. Across from him sat an elder statesman, his expression calm but expectant. Others in the council chamber watched Elijah closely, their gazes filled with a mix of respect and uncertainty. Doug stood at Elijah’s side, his posture rigid. He could feel the tension in the room. The war was over, but leadership brought its own kind of battle. Elijah leaned back in his chair. “The world doesn’t need me to rule it,” he said. The elder gave a knowing smile. “Perhaps not. But it does need someone to guide it.” Elijah tapped a finger on the table. “Evendore must rebuild first. There are still families in mourning, cities in ruin. People need stability, not another ruler.” A younger council member frowned. “But without you at the forefront, chaos could return. Power-hungry men will see this as an opportunity.” Doug finally spoke, his voice firm. “The Marshal is not a kin
354. The Final Goodbye
“I have to leave.” Sophia’s voice was quiet but firm. The air in the room seemed to shift, as if even the walls understood the weight of her words. Elijah stood by the window, his back partially turned. He had expected this. The moment she woke up different, he knew. Still, hearing her say it felt like a blow he wasn’t ready for. Doug stood near the door, tense but silent. He watched his Marshal closely, waiting for his response. Elijah inhaled deeply before turning to face her. “Where will you go?” Sophia hesitated, as if the answer wasn’t clear even to her. “I don’t know yet. But I need to figure out who I am now.” Her fingers gripped the fabric of her sleeve. “Everything feels… wrong. Familiar, but different. I can’t stay like this.” Elijah studied her carefully. The woman before him was still Sophia, yet there was a distance between them, an invisible wall that had not been there before. Doug finally spoke, his tone careful. “Miss Sophia, the city is still in recover
353. A World Without Chains
“She’s waking up.” Elijah turned at Doug’s words. His hands, stained with ink from writing orders, clenched slightly. He had spent days dismantling the last of the corrupt families, ensuring Evendore would never fall into the same darkness again. But none of it had mattered more than this. He pushed the heavy door open, stepping into the dimly lit room. Sophia lay on the bed, her skin no longer deathly pale, but there was something… different. Her eyes, once warm and familiar, now held an eerie stillness. She blinked slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Elijah.” Relief surged through him, but it was laced with caution. He sat beside her, studying her carefully. “You’re awake.” She exhaled, as if testing the very act of breathing. “I feel… strange.” Doug remained near the door, standing guard as always. “Marshal, should I call the healer?” Elijah shook his head. “Not yet.” He looked back at Sophia. “What do you remember?” She frowned slightly, as though pulling me
352. The Price of Victory
"It's over." Doug's voice carried across the battlefield, but no one responded. The silence was heavy, broken only by the crackling flames and the distant groans of the wounded. Elijah stood still, staring at the Warden’s lifeless body. His hand was clenched at his side, his knuckles white. Victory had come, but at what cost? Doug stepped closer, his face grim. “Marshal, we should regroup.” Elijah exhaled slowly. “What’s the status?” Doug wiped the sweat and dirt from his forehead. “We won, but barely. Our forces are in bad shape. Too many losses.” He hesitated before adding, “Lando… he’s gone.” Elijah’s gaze snapped to him. “Gone?” Doug nodded. “Vanished after the fight. No one knows where he went.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. Lando had always been a threat lurking in the shadows. If he was still alive, this war wasn’t truly over. “We’ll find him,” Elijah said, though exhaustion pulled at his voice. Doug gave a firm nod. “Understood, Sir.” A sudden gasp made them tu
351. Breaking the Cycle
"You were never free, Elijah." The Warden’s voice echoed through the ruined battlefield. Dust and ash hung in the air, swirling around his towering figure. Sophia stood beside him, her expression unreadable. Elijah’s grip tightened on his sword. “Enough of your lies.” The Warden chuckled. “Lies? No, Marshal. Only the truth. You and Sophia—your entire existence has been leading to this moment.” He gestured around them. “Did you really think your survival was coincidence? That your strength was simply fate?” Elijah’s jaw clenched. He had spent years fighting, carving his own path through blood and loss. The thought that someone else had been pulling the strings made his stomach turn. Doug stepped closer, his breathing ragged. “Sir… don’t listen to him.” But Elijah had to know. “Explain.” The Warden smiled. “Very well.” He turned his gaze to Sophia. “You, my dear, are the key. The final piece of a long-buried project. Your blood, your abilities—none of it was natural.” So
350. A Battle of Ideals
“The choice was always yours, Elijah,” the Warden said, standing tall amidst the chaos. “And you chose wrong.” Elijah gritted his teeth, his fingers tightening around his sword hilt. The battlefield around them was in shambles. Soldiers clashed, blades rang, and shouts of agony filled the night. Smoke curled into the sky, and the ground was slick with blood. Doug and the others fought desperately, their forces barely holding on against the Warden’s elite warriors. The battle had tipped dangerously out of their favor, and Elijah knew it. He could hear Doug’s grunts of effort, the sharp clash of steel, but he kept his focus on the man before him. “You think I’d ever stand beside you?” Elijah growled, his eyes burning with fury. “You’ve destroyed lives, torn families apart. And for what? Power?” The Warden chuckled. “Power is what shapes this world, Marshal. Not honor. Not justice. You cling to those things like a drowning man clutching a broken raft.” He spread his arms. “But lo
349. The Last Betrayal
“Sir, we’ve got a problem,” Doug said, his voice tense as he approached Elijah. “Something’s wrong.”Elijah’s gaze shifted from the map spread out on the table to Doug, his expression already darkening. “What is it, Doug?”“There’s been a breach. A leak,” Doug said, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. “Someone’s been feeding information to the Warden. They knew our plans, our movements.”Elijah’s heart sank. He had always trusted the men and women under his command, but now, doubt crept in like a shadow. “Who?” he asked, his voice tight with anger.“I don’t know yet,” Doug replied, his voice steady. “But we’re working on it. We’ll find out who’s behind this.”Elijah clenched his fists. “They betrayed us. They’ve been working for him all along.”Doug nodded grimly. “Yes, Sir. The Warden knew exactly when to strike. It’s too perfect.”The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the camp, and Elijah’s attention shifted. Sophia appeared, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. “Elijah,
