Robert's face paled entirely. He had been sitting in the car, on high alert. He had assumed that the guns would handle the female shadow warrior. Yet, before he could even draw the trigger, he was overtaken.

Having weathered many storms, he shouted, "Mr. Johnson, don't mind me! Kill him!" Before he could finish speaking, blood trickled down his neck.

Eric quickly raised his hand, eyeing the shadow warrior. "What do you want? Your leader is dead. Do you think you still stand a chance?"

The sha