When Rus was finally freed from the men attacking him, he immediately jumped from his position and rushed toward the lever. The moment he yanked it down, one of the emergency boats suspended above dropped alongside the cargo ship.
"Hah..."
Rus hurried toward the railing, only to spot more men climbing up the side of the ship.
Without hesitation, he jumped off the cargo.
He didn’t even think Dominion would kill him or stop him. He had done what he was told to do... even if, at this point, it felt completely unnecessary.
Surprisingly, Dominion — both those climbing aboard and those arriving in speedboats — simply ignored him.
It wasn’t as if they hadn’t noticed him.
Rus stood out like a sore thumb, yet none of them spared him any attention.
And for whatever reason, Rus took that opportunity to leave.
SPLASH!
Breaking through the water’s surface, he quickly swam toward the emergency boat. Once he managed to climb in, he immediately started rowing away from the chaos.
Ashley was no longer within his sight, but with Dominion already there to rescue her, he figured she no longer needed him.
Right now, the only thing on his mind was getting himself somewhere safe.
But just as Rus rowed away, he paused after spotting a helicopter overhead.
"Huh?"
He narrowed his eyes.
Two figures clung to the rope ladder hanging beneath it. The helicopter continued ascending, carrying them farther away from the ship.
It didn’t take long for Rus to recognize them.
"She’s safe," he muttered, not realizing the brief sense of relief that washed over him after seeing Ashley finally escape that damned cargo ship.
But then, his eyes widened because one of them suddenly fell.
Ashley.
Lucian tried to catch her, but failed miserably.
"What the—"
Rus’s mouth fell open as the color drained from his face. Before he could even process what happened, Lucian let go of the ladder as well and dove after her.
"What the hell is that guy’s problem!?" Rus shouted in disbelief.
There were still Dominion members in the water — not to mention the insane height Lucian had jumped from.
Rus gritted his teeth and shook his head, telling himself to get as far away from the cargo as possible. Given the state of the battle, he was certain the entire thing would explode sooner or later.
He couldn’t afford to get caught in it.
Dominion had helicopters, speedboats, and reinforcements coming in from every direction. They could leave whenever they wanted.
As for him?
They might be ignoring him now, but that also meant whether he lived or died was entirely his own problem.
However, like the curse she was, Ashley once again dragged him back into trouble.
Rus had only made it a short distance before cursing loudly.
"Fucking—"
He harrumphed and turned the boat toward the spot where the large splash from Ashley’s fall had erupted.
Then, after spotting where Lucian had made an even larger splash, he adjusted course toward that area too.
Rus knew he shouldn’t have been helping them.
Dominion was already rushing over.
But at the same time, even after the two of them fell, the nearby speedboats had continued moving elsewhere.
Did they not see it?
Were they too busy fighting?
Were their hands simply too full?
Rus had no idea.
He acted purely on instinct.
Foolish? Absolutely.
Still, despite having no business helping them, he found himself rowing toward the place where they had fallen anyway. He grabbed the emergency flashlight tucked beneath the seat and shone it over the dark water.
"I can’t see them," he muttered, leaning over the side of the boat while sweeping the beam across the surface. "Hey! Are you alive?!"
They were in the middle of nowhere.

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