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
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