The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 349

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apter 349 The Southwest Warzone Commander

Chapter 349 The Southwest Warzone Commander

As Raven furrowed her brows in thought, she heard the muffled groan of Miles being, shot. His body momentarily stiffened before collapsing to the ground.

The soldier crouched behind Miles instinctively cried out, “Captain!”

A bullet whizzed by, grazing his neck and leaving a shallow, bleeding cut. The sharp pain brought him back to reality. Ignoring it, he grabbed Miles’s arms and pulled him toward safety as quickly as possible.

He dragged Miles behind a hidden slope, but the colonel was already unconscious. “Captain Henderson! Wake up!” the soldier shouted, desperately shaking him.

Whether from the shaking or his determination, Miles’s eyes fluttered open. The soldier sighed in relief. “Captain Henderson, hold on! I’ll get you medical help immediately!”

Miles weakly shook his head, cutting Luca off. He took a shaky breath and whispered, “It’s no use, Luca… Help me with something.”

Panic seized Luca, his chest constricting as fear coursed through him. He shook his head frantically, voice trembling, “No! It can’t be! You’re not going to die, I won’t let you!”

Before Luca could speak, Miles‘ frail voice cut through the commotion. “Five years ago,” he said, “Brigadier General Fleming promised me that if I killed a thousand enemies, he would use his influence to free my granddaughter from Bastion Prison. “Adding the ones I eliminated today makes one thousand and three. Tell him… he must…” His words trailed off, leaving an unsettling silence.

Luca’s breath hitched as he gripped Miles’s shoulders, shaking him desperately. “Captain Henderson! Don’t die! Wake up!” His voice cracked with fear.

“Stop shaking him! You’re making it worse!” a sharp voice sliced through the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, Luca felt a small but strong hand clamp down on his arm, effortlessly tossing him aside.

Raven swiftly inserted a silver needle into Miles’s wound with a flick of her wrist, stopping the bleeding instantly. Luca steadied himself, instinctively raising his gun and aiming it directly at Raven’s head. “Who are you?” he demanded. Raven casually flicked her wrist toward the gun Luca held, and an unseen force sent it flying.

Numbness crept into Luca’s hand, his face hardening. He was about to launch Raven in a desperate attack when her calm voice sliced through the tension. “If I wanted you dead,” she said, “it would be easier than snapping my fingers. Don’t move.” Luca stiffened, freezing at her words. He hated admitting it, but he knew fighting her was hopeless. With gritted teeth, he backed down, deciding against another attack.

Once Luca was calm, Raven turned her attention back to Miles. Everything about him, especially the details he’d shared- five years ago, Bastion Prison, his granddaughter–confirmed that he was her grandfather.

Although Raven couldn’t access specific memories about Miles from her current mind, Miles’s words made it evident that he had been discreetly watching over Raven all along.

Raven furrowed her brow. ‘Why wasn’t I told that my release from the Bastion Prison depended on him killing a thousand enemies?‘