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Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: Serpent’s End

The night was heavy with tension. Lucius stood at the edge of a rooftop overlooking the warehouse district, crimson eyes scanning every alley and rooftop. The Serpent Syndicate had been cornered. Tonight, they would either fall or leave only blood as their legacy.

Ravenna's blades glimmered under the dim streetlights. Her breathing was steady, but her eyes burned with a maddened obsession. "Tonight, I will show them what it means to touch the Devil's world," she whispered, anticipation twisting her features.

Darius placed a hand on Enzo's shoulder. "Remember your training. Follow your instincts, strike with precision, and respect the shadows."

Enzo nodded, tightening his grip on his knives. This was his first independent strike, and failure was not an option. The stakes were higher than any lesson he had faced.

Selene checked the perimeter for hidden traps. "Poison, blades, ambushes. I will find them all," she said. Her chains clinked softly as she moved with practiced grace.

Cain Mortalis stood silently in the darkness, axe poised. His presence alone made Syndicate operatives hesitate, fear rooting them before they could act.

Victor Draemont monitored financial transmissions, ensuring no funding or reinforcements could reach the Syndicate. Every shipment, every coin, every bribe was frozen.

Adrian Crowe reviewed legal loopholes and records. "They will find no refuge in the courts tonight. Every contract, every identity, every protection is meaningless under my watch."

The council moved as one, descending into the streets with lethal efficiency. Ravenna led the first strike, intercepting Syndicate scouts. Blades danced, and screams echoed through the alleyways.

Darius guided Enzo to a side entrance of the warehouse, teaching him how to anticipate movements and strike with calculated force. Each encounter tested his courage and skill.

Cain eliminated a small group of Syndicate lieutenants attempting to escape. His axe fell silently, each strike exact, leaving no witnesses.

Victor froze the Syndicate's remaining accounts, cutting off last-minute funding and weapon shipments. Without money, their plans collapsed.

Adrian ensured that any attempt to hide or appeal to law enforcement would fail. Judges, officials, and lawyers unknowingly bent to his will.

Selene intercepted poisoned darts aimed at Ravenna, showing her growth and devotion to protecting the council. "No one harms our master," she said, voice steady.

Ravenna cornered a group of assassins in the main warehouse, leaving one alive long enough to deliver a message. "The Devil knows your loyalty," she hissed, "and he does not forgive."

Enzo moved through a back corridor, encountering Syndicate operatives on his own. He struck decisively, eliminating threats with precision and courage.

Cain entered the warehouse from above, silently taking out key Syndicate leaders who had been coordinating the remaining defense.

Victor traced last-minute funding channels and blocked all support. The Syndicate's network collapsed as quickly as it had been built.

Adrian prepared legal documents exposing government officials secretly aligned with the Syndicate. Their complicity would not be hidden.

Selene neutralized hidden traps inside the warehouse, ensuring no poison or blade would harm council members.

The Syndicate's leader finally appeared, stepping into the main hall. His face was pale, eyes wide with fear. "You cannot be stopped," he said shakily.

Lucius's crimson eyes locked on him. "I am already inside your nest. Your fear is a privilege. And now, it is your fate."

Ravenna lunged, her blades tearing through the Syndicate's defenses. She moved like a storm, leaving only blood and chaos in her wake.

Enzo struck independently, taking down an operative attempting to rescue the leader. His first strike under Darius's guidance was lethal and precise.

Cain executed the remaining loyalists with silent efficiency, leaving the warehouse eerily quiet, punctuated only by Ravenna's laughter.

Victor exposed financial ties between the Syndicate and government officials. Arrests were immediate, and funds were seized, leaving both the criminals and their corrupt protectors powerless.

Adrian ensured that all documents linked the Syndicate's government collaborators directly to their crimes. Legal protection was meaningless.

Selene presented the last surviving operatives to Lucius, their eyes wide with terror. "Your loyalty is tested, your allegiance is final," she said, chains rattling with authority.

Lucius approached the Syndicate leader, crimson eyes glinting. "This city belongs to the Devil, not the snakes who poison it. You have failed, and all who follow you will remember this lesson."

Ravenna left a final message carved in crimson at the scene: "The Devil watches. Obedience is survival. Betrayal is death."

The city whispered of the destruction, of the Syndicate eradicated in a single night. Citizens, nobles, and underworld figures alike trembled as the legend of the Devil grew.

Lucius stood at the balcony of the main warehouse, watching the city beneath him. His council gathered at his side, their loyalty absolute.

Enzo, wide-eyed, realized how far he had come. This was not just survival. This was domination, fear, and control under Lucius.

Selene's chains rattled as she knelt, watching the aftermath. Her eyes reflected the understanding that loyalty to the Devil required precision, patience, and cold resolve.

Ravenna grinned with manic satisfaction, knowing she had proven her devotion and unleashed terror in the service of her master.

Lucius's crimson eyes swept the city. "The Serpent is dead. The city is reminded. And those who rise next will tremble even before I meet them."

The shadows of the city moved nervously that night, whispers of the Devil reaching every corner. The underworld and the government alike understood that a new power had emerged, one beyond blood, beyond law, beyond gold.

And somewhere, hidden in the ruins of the Syndicate, a trembling figure realized that challenging Lucius Draxion was no longer a choice. Survival demanded obedience, and the Devil's shadow had just grown darker.

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