Justin and Asher successfully pulled Dr. Wagner and Ian out of the car, and the four of them ran toward the other end of the alley.

Behind them, shouts and the clash of weapons echoed incessantly. Justin glanced back and saw Drew single-handedly holding off over a dozen assailants. His heart began to beat fiercely, growing warm with emotion.

"Justin!" Asher suddenly skidded to a halt.

Justin looked ahead. His heart sank heavily.

At the entrance of the alley stood a tall, imposing figure, radiating an overwhelming pressure.

Even though his face was obscured, his defiant aura and the bloodthirsty menace that clung to him gave him away instantly.

It was Grant's trusted henchman, Jace.

"Mr. Salvador! W-What should we do?!" Ian asked, trembling.

"You go. I'll hold him off," Asher said, his eyes flashing with an icy determination as he stepped forward.

Dr. Wagner and go. Do not miss

deep, steady voice, "I'll stay and fight him with my

dark eyes widened, staring at him in astonishment. What did he just call me? I must

Mr. Salvador, you two must be careful!" Ian nodded with red-rimmed eyes. No matter how reluctant he felt, he could only

immediately refused. "No! You all

fought him before-more than once. Alone, you may not stand a chance," Justin said firmly, his decision

resolve their disagreement, Jace moved like an unsheathed blade. His body radiated a chilling aura

red as he surged forward. A sharp dagger, gleaming with cold

flash, the two powerful figures

abruptly. Something felt

weapon, but Jace

Jace before. The savage, beast-like

wait!" Justin shouted, but it was too

Jace's right shoulder. Blood gushed out, staining Jace's shirt

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