Chapter 150: Dancing Shadows
The abandoned warehouse smelled of rust and rotting wood.
Olmo stood in the center of the massive room. The leader of the Eclipse Shadows held a glowing communication crystal near his ear. His pale face contorted into a mask of pure rage. He listened to the frantic, static-filled screams echoing from the tiny gem.
"Commander Vok is dead," a terrified voice crackled through the crystal.
"The eastern flank has been destroyed to dust. The central bridge is gone. We cannot hold the hospital zone. They used physical forces to counter our Beasts! We cannot move on like this!"
The crystal went dead.
Olmo crushed the gem in his fist. The shattered dust slipped through his fingers and hit the concrete floor. He turned around to face his elite unit.
Thirty heavily armed Cult assassins crouched in the shadows of the warehouse. They wore skin-tight stealth suits and carried poisoned blades. They were the finest killers in the Church of the Eternal Eclipse.
