Badass in Disguise (Shadow) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363

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Milos face twisted with grief and rage as he watched SPECTER’s satisfied expression.

I almost forgot, SPECTER continued, twisting the knife deeper, “about your mother too–who killed herself because of what you did.”

“fratricide and matricide,” SPECTER taunted, “You’re quite the family man.”

“Shut up! Milo roared, veins bulging at his temples.

SPECTER sneered. “The person you should be most grateful to is me. I gave a ‘failure‘ like you the chance to experience a mother’s love.”

“How did it feel to be loved by your mother? Too bad you’ll never feel it again!”

With a primal scream, Milo charged at SPECTER. “I’ll kill you!”

His attack was desperate and uncoordinated, fueled by raw emotion rather than technique. SPECTER countered with brutal efficiency, breaking bones with each precise strike. The sound of fracturing bones echoed across the clearing as SPECTER systematically destroyed Milo’s body,

Within minutes, Milo lay on the ground, unable to move, blood pooling beneath him.

SPECTER calmly pulled out an expensive handkerchief and methodically wiped the blood from his hands. “It’s a pity your brother died so early. I would have enjoyed watching you tear each other apart.”

He glanced down at Milo, who was struggling to breathe through the pain. “Your brother’s clone was destroyed too. Otherwise, I could have staged a brotherly death match today. Would have been quite entertaining.”

His words continued to stab at Milo, driving him to attempt one final, futile charge. Predictably, SPECTER countered, twisting Milo’s arm until it snapped with a sickening crack. Milo’s agonized scream tore through the air.

“Since you’re prepared to die anyway, let me be kind and send you to join your short–lived family!” SPECTER raised the knife, poised to end Milo’s life.

Just as the blade descended toward Milo’s chest, a throwing knife flashed through the air, knocking the weapon from SPECTER’s hand.

SPECTER looked up to see Jade standing there, her arm still extended from the throw.

His expression darkened. He pointed at Jade, speaking to Milo: “She’s the one you should kill. Your brother died for her. She killed your brother’s clone.”

“If not for her, the organization wouldn’t have needed you to kill your brother and drive your mother to suicide.”

SPECTER grabbed a vial from his pocket and forced its contents down Milo’s throat. He then seized Milo by the hair, forcing him to look directly into his eyes.

A pocket watch dangled from SPECTER’s hand, swinging rhythmically back and forth…

Jade turned to dodge an attack from behind, ready to counter, only to discover her attacker was Milo. She immediately pulled back her strike, noticing his vacant pupils. The hypnosis was immediate and effective.

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Chapter 363

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SPECTER observed from a distance, drawing his sidearm with methodical calm. He aimed at Jade, who was occupied with the mindless assault from Milo.

“Goodbye,” he said with a smile, and pulled the trigger.

The gunshot cracked through the air.

A blur of movement intercepted the bullet’s path. Metal struck metal with a sharp ping as the bullet hit Wraith’s mechanical arm.

Wraith extended his arm, targeting his final explosive round.

SPECTER ducked away instantly.

But Wraith had adjusted his aim–the projectile wasn’t meant for SPECTER at all.

It streaked toward the helicopter on the cliff edge.

The explosion tore through the aircraft’s rotors, destroying them instantly.

With his escape route obliterated, SPECTER’s face darkened with fury. “Damn it!”

He emptied his gun at Wraith, who dodged and weaved, but couldn’t entirely avoid the barrage. A bullet caught him in the thigh, though thankfully not hitting any arteries.

Out of ammunition, SPECTER discarded the empty weapon and strode toward the trio, removing his restrictive jacket. His fists clenched, radiating murderous intent and a terrifying aura.

Wraith leaned against a waist–high boulder, blood streaming from his thigh wound. He’d barely caught his breath when SPECTER appeared at his side with frightening speed.

Wraith’s pupils contracted in alarm. He made a desperate roll, narrowly avoiding SPECTER’s lethal kick.

SPECTER’S attacks came without pause. Before Wraith could regain his footing, SPECTER’s foot connected with his chest, sending him flying through the air.

He crashed to the ground, the world spinning around him. Before his vision could clear, excruciating pain shot through his injured thigh, bringing momentary clarity through agony.

SPECTER stood above him, his foot grinding directly into Wraith’s bullet wound. Blood gushed from the reopened injury.

The pain was so intense that Wraith nearly lost consciousness, his body drenched in cold sweat as though he’d been submerged in ice water and pulled out again.