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    Despite his growing fascination, he held back from rushing to her aid. Curiosity consumed him as he wondered about her truebat capabilities, since her confidence suggested considerable skill.


    Meanwhile, Ellianaunched herself at the pair in ck trench coats without hesitation.


    The pair refused to stand idle as targets for her assault, dodging with practiced ease beforeunching their own fierce counterattacks. The ck-d figures behind them immediately joined the fray, transforming the confrontation into a brutal, chaotic battle.


    Cole observed the scene with intense focus, prepared to intervene the moment Lh showed any signs of being overwhelmed.


    Herbat prowess exceeded every expectation he had harbored. She flowed between seventeen opponents with fluid grace, evading their punches and kicks like water slipping through desperate fingers.


    Given the sheer number of enemies—all elite assassins, particrly the dangerous pair in ck trench coats—Elliana could not hope to defeat them all quickly. This would demand time and endurance.


    Elliana’s unexpected skill level stunned not only Cole but also the pair in ck trench coats. They had approached this as a simple elimination, confident that overwhelming numbers would guarantee swift victory. Yet even with their substantial backup, they found themselves unable to gain any meaningful advantage.


    One by one, the ck-d figures crumpled under Elliana’s relentless assault, and the woman in the ck trench coat felt panic creeping into her chest. After a calcted pivot, she yanked a razor-sharp dagger from her waist and drove forward, aiming directly for Elliana’s heart.


    Danger screamed through Elliana’s instincts, and her eyes shed with cold steel as she threw herself backward. The woman’s de whistled past her skin by mere inches.


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    The man in the ck trench coat nced at his female counterpart, unable to suppress his observation. “Don’t you think this crosses the line into shameless territory?” So many skilled fighters had failed to bring down one young woman, and now they were resorting to weapons?


    The woman’s response crackled with impatience. “Would you rather preserve your precious pride, or would you prefer toplete this mission sessfully?” The man’s protests died in his throat. He drew his own dagger from his waist with swift efficiency, moving to join the woman in her coordinated attack against Elliana.


    At first, it was nothing more than a straightforward fistfight. The man and the woman were clearly outssed by Lh, even when they worked together as a team. Cole had been perfectly satisfied to stay back and watch Lh handle the situation alone.


    But everything changed in a heartbeat. Both attackers suddenly drew gleaming daggers from their coats andunched themselves at Lh in a perfectly timed assault. The moment Cole saw the deadly sh of steel aimed at her, he couldn’t stay on the sidelines any longer. Raw fear for her safety drove him forward, and he threw himself into the fight beside her.


    Elliana and Cole, as Death Thorn and ze Wraith, were both elite operatives trained in Delta’s most demanding programs. Beyond their individual skills, there was an invisible connection between them—a deep understanding born from shared battles and mutual trust. When they fought as a unit, theirbined power was absolutely devastating. It was a force their enemies had clearly never expected to face.


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