Life and death hung within a breath.
Yet Matthew Powell’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.
It was as if he had already anticipated this final trick.
He tilted his head just a fraction.
The icy glint skimmed past his neck, slicing through the air with lethal intent before vanishing behind him.
Boom!
Almost simultaneously, Daniel Ray arched his body backward and kicked forward with both legs, forcefully creating distance. His body crashed through the reinforced glass window and disappeared into the night.
He had jumped.
Voluntarily.
The building was only four stories tall, but that didn’t make the move safe. If his landing angle was off—or if luck turned against him and he hit headfirst—it would be enough to kill.
Matthew strode to the window in a single step.
“War God,
