Chapter 13: On the Horizon Storm

A tight vibe that Dante had grown all too acquainted permeated the room. Men moved like shadows, voices low as they locked the perimeter and sent quick updates. Every cautious glance left an unspoken query in every apprehensive eye as Luca's treachery rocked the ranks.

Dante stood at the top of the table, staring across the map. Every line and mark served as a reminder of what was at risk: the empire he had created, the loyalty he had battled to preserve, and the precarious alliances currently under danger from betrayal.

Enzo's voice cut through the noise, calm and deliberate. "We have strengthened the eastern path, but Giovanni may move from wherever. He is doing wisely, which keeps us wondering.

As Dante worked through the material, his eyes narrowed. Though Giovanni had shown himself to be a master of psychological warfare, this was more than just a power move. This was personal, a deliberate endeavor using blood and will to destroy everything Dante held together.

"Keep our scouts