Three minutes later, all the Dragon Guard assassins lay in a pool of blood.

Dustin was drenched in blood. He staggered, barely holding himself up.

His life signs weakened, and his powerful energy dissipated. He was on the verge of collapse.

The surroundings grew hazy. His heartbeat was near silent.

"After everything I've been through, I die at the hands of my own people. How ironic!"

Dustin chuckled softly as he looked at the knife in his chest. He grabbed it with both hands and pulled it