Chapter 453

The gun in Norah’s hand didn’t faze Baimo in the slightest.

In a flash, Baimo struck, his hand snapping against Norah’s wrist with precision. The black pistol clattered to the ground with a sharp clang. Baimo’s grip shifted to her neck, his voice low and commanding. “Kevin, I know your people are here. I’ll let you leave now. But if you want warmth, bring Jace in exchange.”

Baimo had reached a point where holding Norah hostage was more strategic than capturing a handful of others. Norah’s voice cut through the tension, raw and urgent. “Kevin, go! Now!”

Kevin’s eyes locked onto Norah’s, a storm of emotions swirling in his gaze—reluctance, defiance, and a deep, unyielding resolve.

But the relentless barrage of artillery fire outside left no room for hesitation.

A large force stormed in.