Chapter 128 Where Is She

Lucian's POV The moon hung in the night sky, casting its silvery glow on the world below, and I could sense its ethereal strength coursing through me. "It's time to gather the troops," I declared, my face filled with determination. I collected my weapons, handling them with skillful ease. I grabbed a box of bullets and quickly loaded my guns, ensuring they were ready for the upcoming battle. I secured knives on my belt and boots, ready to serve as backup weapons if my guns ran out of bullets. "Lucian," a familiar voice called out, drawing my attention. It was my Uncle John. "Be cautious," he urged, sounding concerned in his voice. I nodded in response, our silent understanding spanning the distance between us. "You too, Uncle John," I said, giving him a reassuring smile. We exchanged a pat on each other's backs, a gesture filled with unspoken feelings. My purpose was clear. I had to reach her before the war began. She couldn't be anywhere near this battlefield. The thought of her