Novel & Cerita Infiltrating The Castle

I pass the key to him and stumble forward when I hear the ear-piercing crushing sound coming from the second floor of the mansion before me. "For how long?" I make a panic sound, and for the first time in my life, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "Since he has returned home, which couldn't be more than half an hour, ma'am." The guard sounds concerned, and I follow him, matching his steps as he hurries toward the mansion. Climbing the small staircase, we reach the door when the man says, "I tried Sir Logan and Eleanor and other people's numbers, but they didn't pick up the call. Maybe they didn't hear the ring. You gave me your number last time you came with Ms. Brooklyn for project wo

"With or without their dumb festival, this castle is going down. David has ruled for long enough. It’s time for a new king." The trees go quiet. The air changes. Everyone knows the dangerous truth in Roman's statement: Evil will be replaced with greater evil. That's his specialty. Roman slaps his palm against the tree bark, snapping us back into focus. "Listen up. We infiltrate through the southern slope of the courtyard. That side’s been left open because of the party. Those stupid bastards probably don't think. They're all too busy dancing and drinking to guard a flank. They’ve let their defenses down, and we’ll use that."

Alexi: "Dad, Ares, we need to have the castle side of the tunnels blocked. I know that there is an entrance at the back side of the castle. Another entrance must be in the castle. Is there any besides those two? We don't need any surprises! I believe we need our warriors in triplets so as not to be taken down easily while exploring the tunnels.” Nicholas: "I love everyone's ideas; I would like to ask if maybe we should not guard the castle side of the tunnels and here is why. What we could do is have the infiltrators chase some of us into the dungeons. We can easily overcome them and lock them up.” Prince Alexander Jr: "Let me get this straight. We have warriors on the outside keeping guard

Lifting a hand, I motioned for the others to stop as I continued to let my eyes take in the area. I had always known that Doragon were more primitive than other packs, but I hadn’t expected it to be to this extent. Up ahead was a large black castle with flags that rose into the sky the color of blood. Stakes with what I assumed were the heads of their enemies were scattered around the grounds. Some of which still seemed to be fresh, while others were in different forms of decay. The whole thing was encased by a large metal gate with sharp spikes, ensuring that no one could escape and, even more importantly, that no one could get in. It seemed that infiltrating the area was going to be more d

“Not as much as Kate did, but I studied the old texts while I was trying to break my curse. I might be able to counter some of her spells.” We’re gathering in the strategy room now and maps are being spread across tables, and I’m trying to focus on tactics and planning but part of my mind is stuck on that image of my children unconscious and helpless, and I have to force myself to breathe through the panic. “The castle will be warded,” Donald says, pointing at the map. “Probably layered protections that’ll trigger if we approach directly. But there are old smuggler tunnels underneath from when it was an active fortress, if they haven’t collapsed they might give us a way in.”

He rather hoped for the latter. “Twenty have infiltrated the castle,” it was Altherra who replied to his question. “Less the two we sent with Sigrid. The rest of our army remains at the cove, awaiting the True King’s return.” “Hmm,” Thaelen nodded, moved by the news. “Good. Eighteen,” he repeated, turning to look at the castle. Through the windows, and along the walkways, torches moved rapidly, news of the prisoner outbreak spreading. From the direction of the barracks, men’s voices were raised in frantic yells, as the soldiers broke from their evening meals and rose from their beds and readied themselves for battle. “That should be enough. Tell them to tear this place to the ground. The Lad