But Anders quickly lowered his head, hiding the cold calculation in his eyes.

"Let's move," Evander said, withdrawing his hand as if brushing away a speck of dust.

Anders took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil roiling inside him, and replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Quinton."

He turned and continued directing his remaining men forward, though his hunger for power had never burned more fiercely.

After suffering nearly 20 casualties and leaving everyone injured, the group finally made it t