I Became A Zompirewolf Chapter 593 Hidden In Shadows (2)

Chapter 593 Hidden In Shadows (2)

In the secluded confines of the royal chambers a.s.signed to them, Ashton and Anna found themselves alone, their masks of composure slipping away to reveal the true intentions behind their actions.

They had orchestrated the events of the court, including the confrontation with Lord Callan and Keron, as part of a larger plan to expose the hidden Cult members lurking within the Emperor's court.

"Everything is going according to plan," Ashton whispered, his voice tinged with antic.i.p.ation.

Anna nodded as a mischievous smile played on her lips. "Well, since we did the one thing the Cult couldn't have antic.i.p.ated, I bet they are p.i.s.sed."

The cult's relentless pursuit of Anna had initially perplexed and concerned Ashton. He knew they desired Anna for reasons related to her succubus heritage, but their repeated failures to apprehend or eliminate him had fueled his suspicions.

That's why he decided it was time for a preemptive strike on the cult to remind them they weren't the only ones who could plan ahead of time. It was time to turn the tables on the cult and expose its dangerous influence within the court of the Orion Empire.

However, Ashton knew he had to be extremely careful. One wrong move and the entire empire might turn against him and the Ghosts.

Moreover, he was sure someone close to the Emperor was a cult member, or else they wouldn't easily manipulate the empire without being noticed.

Therefore, it was crucial that they never reveal their plan to anyone, even though they were doing the empire a favour by taking out their trash for them.

As they discussed their strategy, a faint noise caught their attention from outside the chambers. The sound of m.u.f.fled footsteps and whispered voices drifted through the air.

Without a moment's hesitation, Ashton and Anna exchanged a knowing glance, both aware that the cult had finally made their move.

In a swift and synchronised motion, they positioned themselves strategically within the room, their senses heightened and ready to face the onslaught.

Moments later, the chamber doors burst open, and a horde of masked figures stormed in, their intentions clear. Ashton's instincts kicked in, and he engaged the attackers head-on.

Ashton's reflexes were honed to perfection as he swiftly sidestepped a swinging blade, countering with a lightning-fast strike. His movements were fluid and precise, every punch and kick a testament to his years of training.

His fists blurred in the air, landing with bone-crus.h.i.+ng force, while his legs delivered devastating kicks that sent his opponents sprawling to the ground.

With succubus agility and deadly grace, Anna danced through the chaos. Her lithe frame twisted and turned, evading attacks with near-supernatural swiftness.

She struck with pinpoint accuracy, her strikes imbued with a seductive allure that incapacitated her foes with lethal efficiency. Her movements were a deadly dance, as her hands and feet moved in perfect harmony, leaving a trail of fallen attackers in her wake.

Ashton and Anna stood back-to-back, their bodies tense and ready for the next onslaught of masked a.s.sailants that flooded the royal chambers. The room was chaotic as the attackers lunged forward, their weapons raised.

The masked a.s.sailants lunged at Ashton and Anna from all directions, their desperation fueling their attacks. But the mercenaries were a well-oiled machine, their synergy evident as they seamlessly supported each other.

Ashton's brute strength and calculated strikes were complemented by Anna's agility and precise blows, forming an unstoppable force against their enemies.

Ashton expertly parried a series of knife strikes, each clash of metal resonating through the room. With a mighty thrust, he disarmed one attacker and swiftly followed up with a devastating elbow strike, rendering the a.s.sailant unconscious.

Meanwhile, Anna gracefully sidestepped a lunging opponent, her movements almost ethereal. With a fluid motion, she spun, her leg extending in a high kick that caught her a.s.sailant square in the jaw, sending him cras.h.i.+ng to the floor.

As the battle raged on, Ashton and Anna's movements became more synchronised, their teamwork reaching a level of perfection that left their enemies in awe.

incapacitated and defeated.

Ashton, his eyes gleaming with a fierce determination, faced a final wave of attackers. Ashton would deliver a powerful punch, leaving an opening for Anna to capitalise on, her strikes. .h.i.tting with surgical precision. They moved in a dance of destruction, a seamless fusion of strength and finesse.

During the chaos, a group of attackers closed in on Anna, attempting to overwhelm her with sheer numbers. But she met their a.s.sault head-on, her lithe form darting between them with astonis.h.i.+ng speed.

Her strikes were like whispers in the air, barely detectable until they connected with bone-shattering impact. Her adversaries crumpled to the ground one by one, incapacitated and defeated.

Ashton, his eyes gleaming with a fierce determination, faced a final wave of attackers. He effortlessly blocked and dodged their strikes, his movements calculated and economical.

With every strike, he seemed to channel an almost superhuman strength, his fists leaving a trail of devastation in their wake.

As the number of masked attackers dwindled, it became evident that this a.s.sault had been meticulously planned.

These were not mere foot soldiers but skilled operatives of the cult, driven by fanatical devotion. Despite their resilience, they were no match for the combined might of Ashton and Anna.

As the last masked a.s.sailant fell, the room fell silent, save for the laboured breaths of Ashton and Anna. The once-opulent chambers now bore the scars of the fierce battle, strewn with fallen bodies and shattered remnants of furniture.

Ashton stepped forward, his voice filled with triumph. "You are the last of them, the ones who dared to challenge us. I don't usually do this, but wanna say anything before we had your a.s.s over to the empire?"

The captured cult member sneered, his voice laced with defiance. "You may have defeated us today, but the cult's influence reaches far and wide. You cannot stop what is already in motion."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot about the cringe you fools spew. I guess I should follow suit and say something a hero would," Ashton laughed before shaking his head.

"We will hunt down every last member of the cult, expose their corruption, and eradicate their influence, even if it is the last thing I do."

Kindle!