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Madison nced at Priest Abram. His expression waspassionate and devout, yet his eyes seemed to gleam with an unusual light.
As she listened to the hurried footsteps of the wolf guards rushing toward the rear, a sudden realization struck her, sending a chill down her spine.
Adide’s move wasn’t on the fifteenth–it was tonight.
She had deceived both Hunt and Sophia.
The infiltrators were Adide’s men.
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Could it be that she intended to break into the basement dungeon to rescue Ramona’s mother?
The basement dungeon!
Madison’s heart sank with dread. Without a second thought, she bolted for the west courtyard.
The infiltrators were already engaged in fiercebat with the wolf warriors and guards.
Lacius redirected some wolf warriors to protect the priests and guests, ensuring their safety within Madison’s mansion.
“How could there be infiltrators? They’ve terrified everyone. Should we flee?”
Sadi trembled with fear, her lily of the valley pheromones quivering like a candle in the wind, as she turned to Maya,
Maya, observing theyers of wolf warriors guarding outside, exuded calmness with her oak pheromones. “Fleeing now would be even more dangerous. We don’t know who they’re targeting.”
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Many initially wanted to escape but froze upon hearing Maya’s words.
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With so many wolf warriors stationed at Madison’s mansion, their ironwood and pine pheromones wove a protective barrier. Staying put was safer than venturing out into the chaos.
Besides, no infiltrators had been spotted here.
It was clear they weren’t after the guests. As realization dawned, the crowd’s pheromones gradually stabilized.
Led by Mrs. Kell, the group resumed reciting prayers to the Moon Goddess.
Thete–autumn wind howled like ament, swirling fallen leaves across the ground.
shes echoed from a distance, the sounds of battle intermingling with shouts: “Intruders! Intruders!”
Wolf howls and roars erupted, wild with the ferocity ofbat.
In the pitch–ck night, two figures burst through the front gate, screaming, “Help! Intruders! Intruders!”
The newly–arrived guests, panicked at themotion, assumed the wolf warriors were overwhelmed and scrambled to flee.
But as they reached the door, an arrow whistled through the air and embedded itself in the gate, its feathers carrying the infiltrators’rust–like pheromones.
The fleeingdy, upon witnessing this, was frozen with terror.
Her jasmine pheromones dissipated instantly, and she scrambled back inside.
Three infiltrators reached the front courtyard and engaged the wolf warriors.
Their rust–colored pheromones were as sharp as unsheathed des, brimming with lethal intent.
These three infiltrators took on dozens of wolf warriors with ease, making the fight seem almost yful.
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The wolf warriors‘ ws couldn’t even graze their clothes. The only evidence of the scuffle was the asional sound of bodies colliding.
The infiltrators moved like specters, their wolf ws glinting with cold light. Each strike was precise, calcted. To the uninitiated, it might have seemed like a staged performance.
They fought without lethal force, merely disarming their opponents <i>or </i>knocking them to the ground with well–timed kicks.
The fallen wolf warriors groaned in defeat, their pheromones heavy with humiliation.
At that moment, the main gate burst open. Ellen led the Capital Guard into the fray.
Ulrik, on duty that night, rushed in alongside him. His cedar pheromones intertwined with Ellen’s, forming a formidable force.
Upon witnessing the infiltrators battling the wolf warriors, Ulrik charged without hesitation. His wolf ws tightened around his de, fingertips whitening with strain.
The infiltrators were exceptionally skilled. Despite the Capital Guard’s reinforcement, they remained untouched.
A scream erupted from the rear courtyard.
Ellen bellowed, his bronze pheromones surging, “To the rear! More infiltrators are there! Leave a few to secure the priests!”
His wolf ears, shielded by his helmet, pricked with alertness, catching every sound.
Ulrik, aware of the vulnerable priests and high–ranking guests, knew any mishap would be catastrophic.
He approached the priests and said, “Please retreat to your rooms for safety. Once the infiltrators are captured and the area secured, the ceremony can resume.”
Priest Abram shook his head. “No need. Attend to your duties. Since the ceremony began tonight, I shall not leave until it is concluded.”
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“It’s too dangerous with infiltrators on the loose,” Ulrik urged.
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Priest Abram sped his hands before him and said calmly, “The infiltrators are not here for me. If fate decrees misfortune, <i>so </i>be it.”
Seeing he couldn’t sway him, Ulrik instructed the remaining guards, “Protect the priests anddies at all costs,” before dashing off.
Madison arrived at the west courtyard, guarding the entrance personally. Over thirty wolf guards stood ready before her.
Among the four entrances to the basement dungeon, this one was the most critical.
She surmised Adide’s target was Ramona’s mother. Madison thought to herself, “Let her try. That bitch is already half–foot in the grave. Even if rescued, she likely won’tst long.”
But the west courtyard entrance must not be breached.
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