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.

Wagner and go. Do not

the words in a deep, steady

in astonishment. What did he just call

eyes. No matter how reluctant he felt, he could only comply. He knew staying behind

immediately refused. "No! You

once. Alone, you may not

like an unsheathed blade. His body radiated a chilling aura as he charged

he surged forward. A sharp dagger, gleaming with cold light, appeared

flash, the two powerful figures closed in on

eyes widened abruptly. Something

held a weapon, but

before. The savage, beast-like bloodlust that usually radiated

Justin shouted, but

shoulder. Blood gushed out,

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