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Thora frowned, a hint of uncertainty flashing through her eyes.
“Thora…” Shirley suddenly tugged on her arm.
“Hmm?” Thora turned to her.
Shirley knit her brows and whispered, “Those two feel off. Watch yourself.”
She didn’t say their names, but Thora knew she meant Ashley and Draven.
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Shirley was naturally cautious. As a sniper, her instincts picked up on danger faster than most, even when there was no clear reason.
Thora said nothing. Her eyes slid past Ashley, who was looking down from a distance. Thora narrowed her gaze, then looked forward again.
Danger?
She had never been afraid of it.
All she ever saw was the road ahead-moving forward nonstop, letting nothing stand in her way.
An hour later, the hot air balloons rose to about 1,600 feet above a deserted island.
With the ocean all around, Thora raised a hand and judged the drop-around 30 miles straight down.
With a map and no risk of losing direction, crossing a jungle like that on foot would still take at least five hours. Any trouble or detours would only slow things down more.
Their drop zone was a circle centered on the island, with a 12-mile radius-the most dangerous inner area.
While observing the candidates, Sergio noticed Thora’s measuring motion. His thick brows twitched. She was young, and eastern werewolves hadn’t entered Blue Star Military Academy in years. This batch was sharper than usual.
“Ready-” Sergio suddenly shouted. “Jump!”
At his order, candidates began leaping down in waves.
The balloons kept drifting, so landing spots were random, though examiners made sure they stayed within
range.
That meant everyone started alone-the riskiest phase.
One by one, they jumped, floating toward the island like leaves in the wind.
Thora stepped forward and whispered, “Stay safe.”
Then she jumped, her body shrinking into a tiny black speck.
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Tristan and Shirley followed right away, with Ryan jumping after them.
Harvey and Ashton exchanged glances before diving as well.
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Although they all jumped around the same time, wind and distance ensured that everyone would land in different spots.
No one knew exactly where they’d touch down or whether the people nearby were friend or foe.
From the second they jumped, the survival fight officially began.
Ashley stepped forward, the fierce wind whipping her blue hair.
She smirked, glanced at the silver-masked man nearby, then leaped and vanished from sight.
Thora opened her parachute and quickly worked out her position. She would land about three miles from the island’s center.
Not a great spot for her.
This deserted island was basically an untouched wilderness. The deeper she went, the greater the danger.
Even worse, she got snagged in a tree.
Thora’s expression darkened.
Luckily, Harvey and the others didn’t see it. Otherwise, they would have laughed nonstop.
Those guys loved teasing her whenever she slipped up.
With thick branches overhead, steering the chute was impossible. She was stuck.
Using momentum, she swung herself toward a nearby branch, gripping it like a pull-up bar. Then she dropped toward the ground 20 feet below.
A roll on impact softened the landing, and she landed steadily. Every movement flowed perfectly, like a trained simulation.
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