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Nash nodded solemnly. "I've sealed all his trigger points, so we don't have to worry about true energy loss for now. He's safe, but... this is only a temporary solution.

"Unless we can re-enter that space or find the portal in the real world and destroy it, there's no permanent fix. And no matter what we do, that boy's arm is likely beyond saving."

Hearing this, both Fabian and Dahlia had mixed feelings. Fabian leaned back in his chair, letting out a breath as if he had been holding it in. "Well... it could be worse. At least he's alive... That's something."

Nash then turned his attention to Dahlia. "So, do you know where the portal is?"

Dahlia shook her head.

"I can't remember clearly... I don't even know how I got back here... I'm sorry..." Dahlia said. Her guilt weighed heavily on her as she blamed herself for Helio's current condition.

Fabian placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and tried to comfort her, "It's okay, Dahlia. This isn't your fault. It's my mistake in judgment..."

Nash observed Fabian closely, sensing a strange dissonance. Theo had described Fabian to be someone who would do anything for profit, yet here he was, deeply remorseful. The contrast was unsettling, but Nash decided not to dwell on it. This was not his issue to resolve.

Fabian then handed Nash a file. "Tomorrow night, I'll send out a signal for an assembly. When the time comes, go to the address listed here. My people will meet you there. Once you've assessed the situation, you're free to act as you see fit. But I have one request!"

Fabian's expression darkened with intensity, his veins bulging as he spoke with grave seriousness. "Please make sure to eliminate those bastards! I'm counting on you!"

Seeing the determination in Fabian's posture, Nash simply nodded before exiting the room.

Inside the Reaper Guild, the

projection of four figures cloaked in black robes.and masks manifested. loan and the leader of the Illuminion stepped forward to the center before loan greeted the four figures respectfully, "Good evening gentlemen."

The four figures before loan remained silent, their expressions hidden beneath their masks. loan proceeded to detail the progress his plan. "At this point, ournoveldrama

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preliminary success. We novel

have a complete experimental subject."

The four figures reviewed the documents loan had transmitted. They nodded in acknowledgment, seemingly satisfied. Suddenly, the person seated on the far left spoke up, his tone carrying a hint of warning, "You'd better expedite things. Those above are growing impatient."

loan nodded while still maintaining his composure. "Of course, gentlemen. Rest assured, I'll complete my plan within the allotted time."

With that, the projections disappeared. loan glanced at his phone, checking the calendar. A large exclamation mark was drawn on the date exactly one month away.

"One month left..."

The leader of the Illuminion let out a derisive laugh at that moment. "Seems like you're still not confident. From where I stand, you're just like me—another pawn to be discarded by them."

loan turned to face the man, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded the Illuminion's leader. "Listen, failures like you should stop trying to be relevant here. I'll ascend to godhood. We'll see who is the real clown in the end."