Chapter 85: Assassination
The room was silent as the party began their rest. It was already nighttime when they arrived and landed in the target area, so they first had to set up and rest before beginning the scouting tomorrow.
As such, with the lights off and everyone lying within their sleeping tents in the upstairs living room that Kaizer cleared out, the room was deathly silent, save for soft breathing and the sound of the ceiling fan spinning rather quickly to dispel the heat.
It was in this silence that a strange shadow emerged within the alley behind the house, which seemed to burn with ethereal fire, revealing a pair of eyes that stared at the building coldly.
The shadow did not move immediately, as Malek knew better than to rush.
The building before him was just another house in Al-Rafid’s dense sprawl, worn by heat and time, indistinct in the eyes of anyone passing by.
However, within the darkened room upstairs, lay one of the most dangerous parties currently deployed in this city. He had spent the last hour confirming their positions, listening to their movements, mapping their breathing patterns.
His patience was unshakable, his presence reduced to nothing more than the intangible shadow marked at the alley’s cracked pavement.
Malek had already assessed that the entire team was a bunch of young women fighting for favor, as their earlier argument had not escaped him, making his lips twitch.
To come into a warzone and have the presence of mind to argue about where to sleep in terms of proximity to the male of their collective affection, there could only be one reason for that, and it was confidence.
And the only source of their confidence, minus their own powers, was the power of their leader... Overlord.
Malek had studied his abilities carefully, especially apprehensive about his Telesthesia, which had an overwhelming field of awareness that stretched in all directions, piercing even the ground itself.