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A TERRIFYING SOUND

IN THE SMITHS VILLA...

It's been several hours since Dusk was sent out on a hunt for Lucien's head. The night has passed away and it's a new day.

On a sofa, a few steps away from the dragon tree is Phil Smith, and standing beside him is Chad, his butler.

Behind and several feet away from him are the rest of the Smiths and his powerhouses, all wearing frowns on their respective faces.

Phil Smith doesn't look fine at all as he keeps rubbing his knuckles and sighing.

His eyes are red and puffy and his face is crinkled.

Throughout the night he didn't blink an eye as he had been waiting for Dusk.

It's mid-afternoon now and yet there's still no sign of Dusk.

Has he been killed? Did anything happen to him? He can't help but be bothered.

The Dusk he knows never takes up to an hour to get a task done, what's going on?

He suddenly stands and stamps his foot. "What the hell is going on, Chad? Where is Dusk? Where the fuck is he?!"

Chad sighs and sucks his teeth. "I have no idea, master. I've tri
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