End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 214

End Time viving with My Beastly Army

Chapter 214 Ella’s Long Night

A black flame?

Robin couldn’t make sense of it.

But whatever he was, he’d just successfully earned her attention.

On the last shred of his consciousness, in a single gesture, he had saved his own life.

Finished

Robin thought for a second, pushed down her revulsion, and grabbed him by the back of his bloodstained, filth–covered collar. She lifted him like she was lifting a torn garbage bag.

She carried him back into the alley he’d been thrown out of and dropped him against the far wall, along with two anti–inflammatory pills. She didn’t know whether he could hear her, but she said it anyway. “I’m still busy. If you’re still here when I come back, and still alive, I’ll take you with me.”

She had work to do. She wasn’t going to stand around wasting time.

Just as she was turning to leave, she thought she saw his fingers twitch.

She stepped out of the alley and picked up her pace.

Meanwhile, in the rooms in Centerville.

After Robin had left, Ella hadn’t been able to get back to sleep.

She sat cross–legged on the bed and simply started running through her mental training routine.

The daily progress from this particular technique was almost imperceptible, but over time, it stacked up. Compared to other people, the Shangri–La crew was gaining ground faster than anyone.

Then, Ella’s eyes snapped open.

She thought she’d heard something strange from outside.

Remembering Robin’s warning before she’d left, Ella did not allow herself to relax even for a second.

She crept silently toward the door and listened.

And now there was nothing, like whatever she’d heard had been a trick of her ears.

“Was I hearing things?”

Ella murmured to herself, a little uncertain.

She waited a while longer. When she was sure there really was no sound from outside, she half–believed it and walked back toward the bed.

Maybe she really was overthinking.

The thought had barely formed when Ella noticed the objects in the room starting to blur in front of her,

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Chapter 214 Ella’s Long Night

and her body starting to lose strength.

Shit–it’s gas!

I knew Redwood Military Base was up to no good.

Her body swayed. She caught herself quickly and bit down hard on the tip of her tongue.

The sharp pain jolted her back to full consciousness for a moment.

Finished

Ella forced strength back into her limbs, lifted a foot, and without a second of hesitation, kicked her own door clean off its hinges.

Bang!!

The crash echoed down the hallway. She burst out of the room, crossed to the door of the room Martin and Drake were sharing, and drove her foot through that one, too.

The door splintered inward. Inside, Martin and Drake were both bracing themselves on a table, their faces pale. The second they saw Ella on the other side of the broken door, relief flooded across their faces.

“Martin, Drake, are you both all right?”

Ella helped pull them out of the room.

“We’re fine. Good thing you got here when you did.”

Martin waved a hand. Air from the hallway rushed in and started thinning out the gas.

“I can’t believe they’d actually pull something this low.”

Ella gritted it out. “What do we do now? Robin and Dylan are both out. If they chose to move on us at this hour, it means they don’t know those two left the building. And with the noise I just made, there’s no way they didn’t hear it.”

The words were barely out of her mouth when footsteps came from the stairwell.

The three of them exchanged a single look. Ella moved first. The instant the first face qleared the top of the stairs, she was on them, her hand locked around the man’s throat.

He hadn’t even had time to process it. His face went red in an instant.

The two people behind him had already been thrown back down the stairs by a blast of wind from Martin.

The man’s feet dangled uselessly, kicking at nothing. He clawed at Ella’s hand, but he was nowhere near strong enough to make her let go.

“Redwood Military Base. You’ve got some nerve.”

Ella’s voice was pure ice. “I didn’t think you’d stoop to something this disgusting. Did Serena send you?”

The man’s throat was being crushed shut. His face was already turning purple. He couldn’t have answered if he wanted to.

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