Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2941

Rain fell from the sky, pattering down in a steady hiss. Near the harbor, the rainforest began to fill with drifting fog.

Several figures streaked across the sky above the jungle, some wrapped in black light, others trailing blood-red glows, before finally stopping on a mountain overlooking the port. From where they stood, the entire harbor lay fully exposed beneath their gaze.

If anyone else had been there, they would have been terrified. The four figures radiated an overwhelming pressure that seemed to suffocate the very air around them.

Though they appeared to stand on the mountainside, their feet never touched the ground. Even more astonishing, the raindrops falling from the sky parted automatically above their heads, leaving their clothing completely dry.

Four martial gods stood in silent formation.

Three were completely shrouded in long black robes, with only one face visible. It was Cyril, whom Andrew previously outmaneuvered.

Cyril's face was ashen and deeply troubled. He alternated between glancing down at the port and nervously looking back at the other three figures, his eyes filled with wariness.

Soon, a small team emerged from the port and quickly approached.

A Ludendorff family member stepped forward, saluting with a fist to his chest. "Other than the vampire servants, no one else remains."

Cyril's heart sank. "What about Giuliano?"

The subordinate shook his head and replied, "Dead. Only his body was left behind."

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