Nova's curved energy blade sliced through the air like lightning, cutting through the distance between her and the beasts so quickly that they didn't have a chance to dodge.

When they encountered the final attack of a 2nd stage magician, the three creatures couldn't stand it, and even with their thick beast skins, they felt their bodies being torn apart.

The first in the path of Nova's blade couldn't take it. A second after her attack, it saw the upper part of its monkey body fall to the ground in front of its still-standing legs, now completely separated from the rest of it.

The second in the path of the blade was not cut in half but had been severely wounded in the abdominal area, with a deep cut exposing its intestines to the exhausted Vice and Nova.

The last enemy standing, the weakest of the group, had suffered the least of this attack but still howled in pain, feeling the burning cut on its chest that would take time to heal.

It knew this, but seeing that its enemies were exhausted and it was out of danger, it screamed more out of a desire to murder them than out of pain.

"Shit!" Nova shouted as she fell to her knees on the ground, unable to stand.

At that moment, Nova saw the least injured creature jumping towards her and Vicente and regretted it, yelling at him.

"I'm sorry I attacked you, Cesar! This wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for my idiocy!" She said, extremely sorry and unhappy that she had to die.

Vicente was already kneeling behind her and raised his dominant hand to attack again.

But when he did, he felt a twinge in his chest and pain in his eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore and coughed up blood.

"Cough!"

'No! No, I can't fall here! I shouldn't die at the hands of a beast of this level!' He tried to get up, feeling that he had to find a way out of this situation.

He had to take care of Nina. He had to carry out his revenge and also rescue Lauren. How could he accept to die there?

He closed his eyes briefly and looked inside himself, seeing a yellow Magic Pentagram in his subconscious connected to his second magical form.

'I have to risk it!' He made up his mind and opened his eyes, accepting every risk this desperate action would entail.

But when he opened his eyes, Vicente heard a distinctive sound nearby.

Bang!

Bang!

More than eight shots rang out in their vicinity, all aimed at the creature flying towards Vice and Nova.

Upon realizing this, Vicente felt as if all his weight had suddenly disappeared. He sighed, letting his body slump to the ground.

At that moment, morning was slowly dawning when a masked, red-haired young man appeared at the top of a nearby tree.

"You can rest now, boss. We're here to take you home!" Rory said as he noticed Vicente's situation, happy that he had found his friend in time to save him from that beast.

As his last words left the red-haired man's mouth, the huge level 4 monkey collapsed to the ground a meter away from Nova.

Already dead, the creature was no longer a threat to the group, and at the sight of it, Nova sighed, gradually losing consciousness after everything that had happened that night.

This was the end of the group's dark night and the beginning of a new day!

With his leader exhausted, Rory took charge of the situation and said. "I want two of you to go back with Captain Bain. Leave her body on her doorstep, but make sure she's all right. Let's not forget we have plans for her."

Two of the Acolytes in this group quickly picked up Nova's body and prepared to leave.

Rory said to the rest of the group. "Those of you who shouldn't be here, go back to your posts. The rest of you take your Don to the Fuller estate. In the meantime, I'll take over headquarters and deal with tonight's problems."

"Yes, deputy!" The men there shouted at the same time.

The Mazzanti family, to others, or the Fuller family to those close to them, had its hierarchy. Vicente was the boss, while Rory was the underboss, the deputy. Besides them, the group had Eve as Captain, the only one in that position at the moment. The rest were all soldiers and, as such, had to obey their superiors.

With Vicente unconscious, the men who normally acted as Vicente Fuller's employees quickly picked up their boss and returned to Millfall.

As Rory and his group, as well as the two carrying Nova, did the same, they soon left, not wanting to wait for any more beasts from the area to come after the four bodies.

As he left, Rory sighed, feeling the weight of a night of killing but also imagining how complicated the next few hours would be.

"Sigh..."

'This is going to be a complicated day.' He sighed as he moved with his men.

He had killed the head of the Defiant Tyranny. Still, Vicente and the beasts from earlier had killed the entire top echelon of that faction. In addition, several army soldiers, members of the Symons family, and assassins had been killed that night.

When the news spread through Millfall, his group would surely be in trouble!

As the one who would be in charge, Rory was already beginning to feel a strong headache!

...

As Vice and Nova were being taken to their homes by the 'Mazzanti' men, a tall, blond young man in blood- and dirt-stained armor appeared pale at the entrance to Millfall.

"Help me! Help me! Help me!" Marcus Symons, the only survivor of that chaotic night besides Vice and Nova, appeared at the entrance to the town, having finally arrived there after fleeing from Cesar hours earlier.

In the middle of his escape, he was suddenly attacked by the beasts of the place. Luckily for him, he was far enough away from the center of the forest region that his opponent wasn't strong enough to kill him.

Still, he was badly injured and had barely made it to the place whole.

Hearing someone's cries, the soldiers who kept an eye on this entrance to the city soon approached Marcus and realized who he was.

"The Viscount's son?" One of the men paled at the sight of Marcus' situation, imagining the chaos about to hit Millfall!

"Quickly! Alert the Symons estate! The young master is gravely injured! Get all the local doctors!"

And with this bloody return of Marcus, word would begin to spread through Millfall that night!