Chapter 1293

The arrogance and brutality of the intruders were beyond anything Wyatt had expected. They didn't just show up—they came to kill. "Are you deaf? We're here for Cassian. Get out of the way, or you'll die!" Beckham barked. His voice dripped with contempt as he towered over the guards from atop his scaled warhorse. "Kill you? You're nothing but ants in the presence of the noble blood of the Eden." one of the riders sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. "You're livestock, not even worth the breath I'm wasting on you." Their superiority was palpable, born of their origins in the Elysian Oasis. Even as mere lackeys of the Empress' Palace, they regarded Earth and its inhabitants as irredeemably inferior. Fueled by anger, the last guard gritted his teeth and pulled a handgun from his holster. Without a word, he fired. The bullet hit the warhorse square in the chest but only left a faint white mark on its shimmering scales. The horse neighed loudly, its powerful front legs