Chapter 129: Thunder, Stone, and Poison

Luke ran a hand through his damp hair. "Sure, but that scar-faced man is a high-level Thunder mage, right? He might break your Judgement wards if not pinned down."

She pursed her lips. "Yes, he calls himself Gordon Zhong, but we codenamed him 'Scarface' in the files. He's cunning, but we nearly had him. The plan was to corner him inside the barrier, then neutralize him. If not for your sudden intrusion—"

"Again, my bad," Luke conceded, though no trace of regret touched his features. "At least you're alive."

Lenora let out a huff. "I was in no real danger, just waiting for the perfect moment. Now half my men are off chasing illusions. The others are stuck patching holes in the barrier. This is a fiasco."

Before Luke could respond, footsteps echoed from behind the corner, accompanied by harsh whispers in the gloom.

Here they come.

He and Lenora exchanged glances, nodding in silent agreement. The confrontation was inevitable.