Chapter 444 You Think You’re Worthy?
Chapter 444 You Think You’re Worthy?
Raven sneered. “I’d sooner toss this S–Rank invitation in the trash than let a useless nobody like you lay a finger on it:
“How dare you!” Marcus’s face twisted in fury, “I was planning to use my position as Vice Master of the Hiemal Court to negotiate with the Sunset Empire’s military and spare your life. But since you’re so intent on throwing it all away, don’t blame me for what happens next!”
With that, he pulled out his phone and fired off a message.
Even though he was confident he could take Raven down himself, he preferred not to dirty his hands over something as valuable as the S–Rank invitation.
Before long, the sharp, blaring sounds of car horns erupted outside the Ortega family estate, overlapping in a chaotic symphony that surrounded the entire property.
Moments later, hundreds of heavily armed Sunset Empire soldiers, equipped with submachine guns and stationed year- round on Foterik, poured out of the vehicles and formed an impenetrable perimeter around the manor
The leader of the group stood outside the main villa, holding a megaphone, and shouted loudly
“Listen up, you thugs inside! You’ve got five minutes to come out and surrender willingly. If not, we’re coming in! “Five minutes!”
“Four minutes and thirty seconds!”
Inside the banquet hall, the guests stared out through the floor–to–ceiling windows at the Sunset Empire soldiers in their distinctive uniforms. Their gazes shifted to Marcus, now filled with shock and fear.
Everyone knew that the Hiemal Court, ranked fifth among global powers, had deep connections across nations.
But none of them had expected Marcus to summon the forces of the Sunset Empire’s Foterik division, a unit known for its autonomy and elite status.
Even Raven raised an eyebrow in surprise. From what she knew, the Sunset Empire’s Foterik garrison operated independently of the main military.
Not even the Sunset Empire’s top general could mobilize this unit without the approval of the Foterik commander.
Yet Marcus had managed to summon them with just a single message, which clearly indicated his close personal ties with the commander of the Foterik division.
As the Vice Master of the independent Hiemal Court, Marcus’s private connections with the Sunset Empire’s Foterik forces hinted at a far more complex and calculating nature than he let on.
Marcus smirked, noticing Raven’s lack of reaction. He assumed she was too stunned to respond.
Marcus said with a tone dripping with disdain. “Raven, if you’d just handed over the invitation like a good girl, I might’ve given you a chance to live. But you just had to act all high and mighty!”
He paused and continued, “What’s the matter? Weren’t you acting all tough just now? Go on, step outside and show us how ‘strong‘ you are against the Foterik Squad! You’re a nobody with no connections, no status, and no backing. Do you think a few cheap tricks make you my equal? You’re not even worth my time.”
Marcus figured Raven only dared to kill Prince Arian because she had no idea who he really was.
‘Well, the damage is done. All she can do now is bluff her way through and act like she’s got nothing to fear,‘ Marcus thought, his sneer deepening.
Marcus had to admit he was surprised that Raven had managed to defeat Finnley.
Still, while her ability to take down Finnley in an instant proved she had some skill, it only showed she could handle one–on- one fights. Against the overwhelming numbers and elite fighters of the Foterik Squad, she stood no chance.
Now that the Foterik Squad had surrounded the Ortega family estate, ready to capture her, there was no way Raven could keep up her arrogant front any longer.
Marcus sneered, his disdain evident as he took in Raven’s fearless demeanor.
“The villa’s completely surrounded by Foterik Squad soldiers. You think you can break through on your own? D ridiculous.”
“You’re already staring death in the face, yet you keep up this pointless act it just makes you look even pathetic.”
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“Three minutes. That’s all you’ve got left. Make the most of it.
Outside, the squad leader checked his watch, impatience creeping into his tone as he called out, “Hey, inside! Time’s almost up!”
“Two minutes left!”
Chapter 444 You Think You’re Worthy?
Chapter 444 You Think You’re Worthy?
Raven sneered. “I’d sooner toss this S–Rank invitation in the trash than let a useless nobody like you lay a finger on it.” “How dare you!” Marcus’s face twisted in fury. “I was planning to use my position as Vice Master of the Hieral Court to negotiate with the Sunset Empire’s military and spare your life. But since you’re so intent on throwing it all away, don’t blame me for what happens next!”
With that, he pulled out his phone and fired off a message.
Even though he was confident he could take Raven down himself, he preferred not to dirty his hands over something as valuable as the S–Rank invitation.
Before long, the sharp, blaring sounds of car horns erupted outside the Ortega family estate, overlapping in a chaotic symphony that surrounded the entire property.
Moments later, hundreds of heavily armed Sunset Empire soldiers, equipped with submachine guns and stationed year- round on Foterik, poured out of the vehicles and formed an impenetrable perimeter around the manor.
The leader of the group stood outside the main villa, holding a megaphone, and shouted loudly:
“Listen up, you thugs inside! You’ve got five minutes to come out and surrender willingly. If not, we’re coming in!” “Five minutes!”
“Four minutes and thirty seconds!”
Inside the banquet hall, the guests stared out through the floor–to–ceiling windows at the Sunset Empire soldiers in their distinctive uniforms. Their gazes shifted to Marcus, now filled with shock and fear.
Everyone knew that the Hiemal Court, ranked fifth among global powers, had deep connections across nations.
But none of them had expected Marcus to summon the forces of the Sunset Empire’s Foterik division, a unit known for its autonomy and elite status.
Even Raven raised an eyebrow in surprise. From what she knew, the Sunset Empire’s Foterik garrison operated independently of the main military.
Not even the Sunset Empire’s top general could mobilize this unit without the approval of the Foterik commander.
Yet Marcus had managed to summon them with just a single message, which clearly indicated his close personal ties with the commander of the Foterik division.
As the Vice Master of the independent Hiemal Court, Marcus’s private connections with the Sunset Empire’s Foterik forces hinted at a far more complex and calculating nature than he let on.
Marcus smirked, noticing Raven’s lack of reaction. He assumed she was too stunned to respond.
Marcus said with a tone dripping with disdain. “Raven, if you’d just handed over the invitation like a good girl, I might’ve given you a chance to live. But you just had to act all high and mighty!”
He paused and continued, “What’s the matter? Weren’t you acting all tough just now? Go on, step outside and show us how ‘strong‘ you are against the Foterik Squad! You’re a nobody with no connections, no status, and no backing. Do you think a few cheap tricks make you my equal? You’re not even worth my time.”
Marcus figured Raven only dared to kill Prince Arian because she had no idea who he really was.
‘Well, the damage is done. All she can do now is bluff her way through and act like she’s got nothing to fear,‘ Marcus thought, his sneer deepening.
Marcus had to admit he was surprised that Raven had managed to defeat Finnley.
Still, while her ability to take down Finnley in an instant proved she had some skill, it only showed she could handle one–on- one fights. Against the overwhelming numbers and elite fighters of the Foterik Squad, she stood no chance.
Now that the Foterik Squad had surrounded the Ortega family estate, ready to capture her, there was no way Raven could keep up her arrogant front any longer.
Marcus sneered, his disdain evident as he took in Raven’s fearless demeanor.
“The villa’s completely surrounded by Foterik Squad soldiers. You think you can break through on your own? Don’t be ridiculous.”
“You’re already staring death in the face, yet you keep up this pointless act. It just makes you look even pathetic.” “Three minutes. That’s all you’ve got left. Make the most of it.”
Outside, the squad leader checked his watch, impatience creeping into his tone as he called out, “Hey, inside! Time’s almost up!”
“Two minutes left!”
