CHAPTER 91

DICKSON POV

"Stay close to me, Miley," I whispered, my voice filled with heavy breathing. I knew we had to defend ourselves and find a way to out match them.

I lunged forward, engaging the nearest rogue in a swift and calculated attack before shoving him towards the racks of arranged dusty books. With each strike, I aimed for vulnerable points, trying to disable them as quickly as possible.

Miley followed suit, using her skill and quick reflexes to fend off the attackers.

As the last rogue hit the floor, a silence fell over the room, broken only by the sound of our heavy breathing. Miley and I exchanged a quick glance, the unexpected turn of events still pumping through our veins. We knew this wasn't over yet.

"The rogues are clearly determined to catch that chick, she must know a lot!" Miley said sarcastically.

I nodded in agreement, my eyes scanning the dimly lit room for any signs of movement. "No doubt about it," I replied, my voice low and cautious.

"They wouldn't have sent this