The masked figure coolly regarded Drake, fixing him with a cold glare.
" Be warned, Spectre, if I find out that this is an attempt at some form of submissive subterfuge, you will pay with your life."
Drake calmly regarded the man, then offered him a slight bow.
" Of course, we of Varas are quite honourable after all."
The masked man nodded, then turned on his heel and strode away.
"Lure out the rest of your former allies. I'll deal with them."
Conrad slowly moved away from the gap in the building where he was hidden.
He crouched down, his brows knitting together in contemplation.
" This is quite the fine mess. Luke is dead. Ad now the Spectre has switched sides. The Spectre..."
His eyes flickered to the blonde beauty standing a short distance away from him.
His eyes widened, then narrowed in realisation.
In the next moment, he moved with inhuman speed.
His form blurred through the space between him and Nadia, closing the distance in an instant.
