Chapter 186
Just when the tension within the heroes' ranks felt like it might snap, several figures stepped forward. The crowd parted instinctively, making way for them.
Leading the group was a young man with perfectly split hair—half black, half white—flowing slightly in the breeze. He wore a long blue sweater and black jeans, looking more like someone heading out for a casual stroll than a warrior entering a battlefield. Behind him followed familiar faces: Ronan, Aiden, Clara, Elexa, Silver Wing, and the rest of their elite squad.
Han stood firmly at the front lines, facing the horde of gang forces with a calm, unreadable expression. No trace of fear or doubt touched his face—only that familiar, unsettling calm. Though the air around him was heavy with pressure, his posture remained relaxed.
"I'm here for the Cursed," Han said, his voice tranquil yet forceful enough to carry across the entire battlefield.
