James didn’t explode in a blind rage. For a God, the deadliest anger is the kind that is cold and calculated.
"Julian!"
"I am listening, My Lord," Julian answered.
"Max has taken Mia back to that hellhole. I want you to perform a Level One infiltration. Do not engage in an open attack—that will only provoke them to use her as a hostage. Get in, find where they’ve locked her up, and ensure she stays stable. I want you to provide her with 'protection' before I personally arrive to level the place."
"By your command, My Lord. I shall be a shadow within the Peter residence. Estimated infiltration time: five minutes."
"Master, why send Julian? Let me go and take Max’s head right now!" Freya protested, her face twisted with bloodlust.
"You’ll make a mess of things if I send you now. Be rea
