Love At The Wrong Table

The Turning Point

Aqua was unable to contain her excitement. “Unbelievable! Mr. Emmanuel,

did you see that? Mr. Rhett just set the standard! We’ve got to push forward

and secure that second base in the central region!”

Emmanuel caught the momentum and addressed the troops with renewed

energy. “Listen up, everyone! The Airspace Group isn’t as invincible as we

thought! Their military base can be breached! If we stay united and

committed, we’ll take down the central region just like the Southern Alliance

old!

Take down the central region!”

“Bring down the Airspace Group!”

Voices of the Doggo Team rose above the rest, their loyalty to Emmanuel

clear. Not wanting to be outshone, the Lynx Clan echoed the cheers; their

respect for their leader was evident.

Suddenly, the Ivory Tower’s gates groaned open, and a figure emerged.

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Trisha? What now? Emmanuel swiftly signaled for the troops to hold their

ground. Though the gates were wide open, he resisted the urge to charge

forward as something told him to wait.

“Trisha, what do you have for us this time?” He alighted from the horse and

approached her directly.

Trisha’s eyes swept over the eager troops before she turned to Emmanuel

with a knowing smile. “I’ve got two things you need to know, Emmanuel.”

He nodded, urging her to go on.

Trisha pulled out a phone, tapping the screen to play a video. The footage

showed elite soldiers in action; their precision and firepower were nothing

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“The Holy Trinity’s next big move involves Dark Night Island. Warlord’s under

pressure to get right, so he’s rushing in backup, even sending bombers,”

Trisha explained, her tone serious. She added, “They’re heading to Dark Night

Island now. Theydoubtedly reach it in about 12 hours.”

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The news hit Emmanuel like a brick. His fists clenched, and his mind raced.

If the enemy’s arriving sooner, we’ve got to move quickly, he realized. By the

numbers, they’ll be here by 8 p.m. To avoid getting caught in their airstrike,

we must be at sea at least two hours before that. Which means we’ve only 10

hours to open the dock.

“The second thing is that Dr. Blake has managed to revive the Holy Nun, but

she’s in bad shape–paralyzed from the waist down, with only one

functioning hand. I need you to get her out of there,” Trisha went on, unfazed

by the weight of her words.

“Don’t ignore her, Emmanuel.” The warning in her voice was unmistakable.

“Don’t forget her.”

“Got it! I’ll take Sarah back and figure out how to heal her.” Emmanuel’s

resolve

lened, his fists tightening even more.

“Do what you must–no mercy. Plus, take care of yourself.” With that, she

turned and headed back to the base.

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He pondered, Why would the Ivory Tower let her deliver this message?

Indeed, Her Majesty is aware? Still, whatever Trisha’s destiny might be, one

thing is clear–the Alliance won’t lay a hand on her, even if she’s with the

Airspace Group.

Wasting no time, Emmanuel leaped back onto his horse and barked orders,

“Aqua! Get the word out to the others! Enemy reinforcements will arrive in

twelve hours! We must take the five key bases in the next ten hours! By 6 p.m.

tonight, we’ll hit the buttons at all five key bases and open the docks!”

The thousand men behind him shot nervous looks at each other, realizing the

gravity of the situation. Their hearts pounded, and their palms were slick with

sweat from the mounting pressure.

“Yes, Mr. Emmanuel!” Aqua spurred his horse, joined by Ostrich, Ironskull, and

the rest, charging off to relay the urgent orders to the other units.

Emmanuel point oward the Ivory Tower without hesitation, shouting the

command to charge as he led the way himself, “Attack!”

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Bang! Bang! Bang! The moment they came within firing distance, tracer

rounds exploded in the air, streaking from the tower’s ramparts in rapid

bursts. The Alliance at the other bases was met with similar fierce resistance,

Meanwhile, Emmanuel’s leadership and proficiency during the attack in the

central region boosted his men, and his remarkable combat skills enabled

him to spearhead the assault.

Yet, things were looking grim at the northern base, Quell and Vachon were no

match for Rhett and Emmanuel’s strategic minds and combat expertise,

leaving their forces at a severe disadvantage.