Elias Hawthorne’s expression was somewhat dazed, as if his soul was elsewhere.
Dante Drake noticed something was off with Elias and immediately panicked, "I’ll call the doctor right away."
"No need." Elias’s voice was cold as he lifted his hand to remove the mask from his face.
Although Dante felt it was inappropriate, he didn’t dare to question Elias’s decision, "Then I’ll go after that audacious kid."
"Wait a moment." Elias stopped Dante, looked at him, and asked, "Did you feel it?"
Dante looked puzzled, "Feel what?"
Elias said, "Raina’s presence."
"Madam?" Dante was somewhat surprised and couldn’t help but say, "You mean just now? But only a scheming kid came in just now, how could it be Madam? Besides, Madam is a frail woman, how could she have broken into The Dark Tower? Lord, you miss Madam too much."
"Yes." Elias took out a jade bracelet and rubbed it between his fingers; it was the one he had taken from Raina North’s wrist that night.
There was a darkness in his eyes, thick with longing that seemed inextricable, "I miss her deeply."
Seeing Elias in this state, Dante felt great sympathy in his heart. Just as he was about to comfort Elias, Elias suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "Have you found out who took Madam from the yacht yet?"
Dante shook his head, "Not yet. By the time our people caught up, the yacht was already docked in the bay. We couldn’t find out who sailed it or when they took Madam ashore. The only certainty is that Madam must have been brought into The Umbral Zone by someone."
"In that case, dig three feet if you have to. Find Raina at all costs and bring her back safely."
Dante’s heart jolted, and he immediately lowered his head to comply, "Understood."
Elias rose from the sofa and paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the boundless, almost impenetrable night outside, murmuring to himself, "Raina, where are you?"
Raina North was on the run.
After her cover was blown, the first thing Raina did was tear off the first layer of disguise from her face, revealing Dante Drake’s face as she quickly walked down the hallway.
Other members of The Dark Tower bowed and made way when they saw her.
At first, things went extremely smoothly. As a trusted confidant of the Lord of the Dark Tower, Dante’s face was invaluable.
But soon, orders came down.
The Lord of the Dark Tower ordered everyone to assemble in the hall. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI~Fire.net
When this order was issued, Raina knew she was done for.
Sure enough, she was quickly exposed.
As the only one moving against the tide, her presence was glaringly conspicuous.
Raina swiftly knocked down the first wave of pursuers, but before she could run two steps, more people came after her.
Seeing the seemingly endless crowd surging like a tide, Raina felt a chill run down her spine.
This time, she had really kicked a hornet’s nest.
It seemed that this time she could only fight her way out single-handedly.
Raina flexed her wrists, preparing to charge out and fight against those people for three hundred rounds, when the door to the private room behind her suddenly opened, and a hand reached out, pulling her inside.
"Couldn’t catch him."
Upon hearing this, Dante’s face turned incredibly grim, and he scolded, "Fools!"
He contacted the brothers guarding each exit and, knowing that no one had left, showed a slightly relieved expression, saying, "That kid must still be inside. Search for me, and don’t overlook anyone suspicious!"