As the Phoenix Warlord, Xena was well aware of the terrifying reputation of the Westerio Order abroad, which only made Felix's accomplishment even more impressive.

The success of this mission would earn her a medal from headquarters, a rare honor for someone newly appointed as the Phoenix Warlord. It would also be a first in the organization's history.

And all of this was because of Felix.

…

Meanwhile, in the cabin, Felix gazed at Helena with a complicated look. "You don't have to meet such a fate. While I can't avoid turning you in, I could stop you from meeting Tony."

Helena smiled and kissed Felix on the cheek. "There's no need. This is my destiny. It cannot be changed."

Though he couldn't claim to have fallen for her, Felix couldn't deny a stirring of emotion.

"I can change it. I'll report that you shouldn't meet him," Felix insisted.

Helena shook her head. "Absolutely not. If you stop us from meeting, then there will come a time when death is a luxury to me. Do you really