End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Reality Check

A heavy thud rang out.

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For a fleeting second, Leland had the distinct, disorienting impression that the car’s hood had dented under the force of the impact.

When Robin released her grip, the man crumpled as a suit dropped from its hanger, limbs folding. consciousness already fled. He lay in a heap on the cracked asphalt, blood tracing a slow path from his hairline to the gutter.

No one had expected her to go that far. The three men still standing had gone pale and rigid, their minds struggling to process what their eyes had just witnessed.

Robin stepped past them and inspected the windshield. The cracks had spread far enough to distort visibility, turning the glass into a fractured haze.

Another hit would likely shatter it completely. And then what? How was she supposed to play chicken with the zombies if she couldn’t see through her own windscreen?

A flicker of irritation sharpened into something darker. Without a word, she drove her foot into the man on the ground.

He let out a faint, broken groan, his body barely responding. Even opening his eyes seemed beyond him

now.

“You’re crazy…

Lynch had scrambled backward on his hands, his tailored trousers collecting grit and oil stains. “You can’t just…”

“I can’t?”

Robin’s eyebrows lifted, as though genuinely curious. “I believe I made myself clear. Touch the car, lose your head. Did you think I was speaking figuratively?”

“But you shouldn’t…”

“Yeah? What shouldn’t I do?”

She grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up, forcing him to meet her gaze. “Who do you think you are, shouting at me like that?”

A faint disturbance stirred the air behind her, subtle enough to go unnoticed by most. Robin let out a quiet, humorless laugh. She did not turn.

“Ah!”

A scream followed, cut short as the would–be attacker’s body seized. When Robin glanced back, she saw him frozen in the act of raising his brick. His hair had exploded into a wild, singed corona, and fine ribbons of electricity were still crawling across his body. The brick dropped. He followed a montent later, hitting the ground with a meaty thud, eyes rolled back to white, limbs twitching in small, involuntary

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spasms.

“This… This is…”

Leland stared, his thoughts grinding to a halt. His gaze shifted slowly toward the source.

Ella and Dane were already walking over, the tension in their expressions unmistakable. “Weren’t you acting pretty bold just now?”

“Are you guys…”

Something in Leland snapped into place.

“You have… You’re ability users? I’m the CEO of Baldsing Group. I have all the money. I can pay you however much you want. Just get me to Redwood Military Base. Get me there safe, and I’ll make you rich. Richer than you can imagine.”

“Hire us as bodyguards?”

Ella’s expression turned strange, as if she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or sigh. “Not interested.”

“Didn’t you hear me?” Leland pressed on, his voice tightening. “I said I’m the CEO of Baldsing Group! I have money. I won’t treat you unfairly!”

He fumbled for his wallet, producing a thick sheaf of bills with trembling hands, then a cascade of credit cards.

“As long as you get me there, all of this is yours!”

Ella exchanged a glance with Dane. “Sorry. Still not interested.”

“Do you have any idea how ungrateful you’re being?”

Lynch’s composure, already frayed to threads, finally snapped. Sweat beaded on his upper lip. “I’m not asking for charity. I’m offering you a generous deal. And don’t forget. You assaulted my people. You think I can’t find a lawyer who’ll make that stick? You think the courts won’t…”

A soft laugh cut through his words.

Robin looked at Lynch with something approaching amusement.

Leland’s face flushed, humiliation and anger tangling together. “What are you laughing at?”

Her gaze held no warmth. “A CEO of a publicly listed company shouldn’t be this slow on the uptake. It’s been a month since the world ended. You’re standing in the ruins of a world, begging for scraps from strangers, and you’re worried about lawyers? Do you honestly think money still runs the world?”

“You!”

Lynch stood frozen, the cash still clutched in his hand. He knew. Of course, he knew.

But knowing and accepting were two different things.

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He had lived too long in a world where his voice carried weight, where decisions bent around him, where people stood a little straighter in his presence. That life was stripped away by this apocalypse,

And now anyone could stand over him. That reality scraped against something deep and unyielding.

“Then where are you going?”

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