The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 846

"Why is there no news from Draco and Midna?" Claude inquired after leaving the hospital.

"I don't know," his subordinate said, equally perplexed. "I tried calling them but couldn't get through."

He did, however, appear to be quite confident.

"Don't worry about it, boss. Together, they are formidable, capable of competing with the top three assassins in the Hades Ranking and even with Level 3S hitmen. That woman is just a regular business owner. Even if she has a couple of bodyguards, they won't be able to do much.

"I'm sure Draco and Midna could take care of them in no time at all! Is it not common knowledge that assassins like them engage in some rather peculiar routines? Maybe they're playing cat and mouse, enjoying the thrill of the hunt."

Hearing this, Claude thought it made sense and didn't worry too much.

The operation on Roxanne went well, and Neera's problem was being handled. He was in a good mood and decided to go to a club he frequented to have some fun.

The club was always packed, but tonight it was strangely quiet. There wasn't a soul in sight. Even though he didn't understand anything, his innate sense of danger told him something was wrong.

Something isn't right!

He took a quick step back and turned to leave.

The club's door, however, closed faster than his movement. It slammed shut with a resounding bang!

The looks on Claude's face and that of his subordinate changed abruptly. After a quick turnaround, they saw that the entire club's first and second floors were packed with people wearing all black.

Where did all of these people appear in such a short period of time?

Claude was both surprised and enraged. His gaze became ferocious as he scanned the people around him.

They're unfamiliar to me. These people are neither my enemies nor have anything to do with my enemies.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked, frowning.

From the second floor, behind the crowd, Zephyr emerged. He leaned over the rail and regarded him as though he were an ant.

"The one who is going to take your life!"

After making this statement, he made a sudden leap over the railing and fell to the ground below.

Claude's subordinate was taken aback.

Within seconds, they had drawn their weapons and were aiming at Zephyr.

However, several bullets were fired from upstairs, killing them before they could raise their guns.

His subordinate had been shot multiple times and was now lying on the ground, having met his maker.

The tension on Claude's face increased, and he too fired at Zephyr.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Zephyr quickly bridged the gap. He delivered a powerful kick that knocked the gun from Claude's grasp!

The two got into a fight the next second.

Zephyr's skill was self-evident.

Claude was on the same level as him. He was towering in stature and built for explosive strength in battle.

As quickly as it had begun, the two were evenly matched. It was difficult to pick a winner.

Zephyr began to lag behind after ten minutes. He was wounded, and the fierce fighting caused his wounds to reopen, draining his strength gradually.

Cloud aimed his gun upstairs at the action below.

Storm foresaw that he was about to fire and intervened.

"Don't fire! They're so quick. If you shot Zephyr by accident, you'd have a tough time explaining it.

Cloud didn't take his gaze away from the scope and ignored Storm's advice. He was confident in his shooting abilities.

At the precise moment when the two downstairs were about to switch places, Cloud fired a bullet that struck Claude in the arm.

Claude retreated two steps downstairs as he winced in pain.

He examined his injured arm. His eyes become bloodshot, as if stained with blood and brimming with venomous intent to kill.

Zephyr took advantage of the situation to catch his breath. When he met Claude's gaze, his heart sank.

This guy is tougher than I imagined. I wouldn't be scared of him if I wasn't hurt, but now...

Cloud and Storm thought they'd be able to enjoy a good show upstairs.

They had no idea that even after being injured, Claude's combat prowess would remain astounding. He fought even harder than before, forcing Zephyr to retreat in stages!

"Zephyr has a lot of abrasions on his body." Those wounds limit his movement!"

Storm squinted his eyes and decided to go down and help.

A figure beside Cloud was slowly walking down the stairs at this time.

It was Charles! Chad's other assistant.

Cloud and Storm met this man for the first time tonight.

Although he appeared gentle and refined, they had an intuitive feeling that this man was far more complicated than he appeared.

Charles's actions quickly confirmed their suspicions.

Charles joined the battle after going downstairs.

Despite his slender stature and refined demeanor, his skills were extremely powerful, bordering on ferocious.

Storm lavished him with compliments, saying, "Indeed, one should not judge a book by its cover. Nobody in the Bartitsu family is a wimp!"

Cloud kicked him and jokingly said, "Stop talking nonsense and help them up!" What exactly are you staring at? We'd look redundant if we let them do everything!"