Chapter 897
Chapter 896:
Her mind flooded with desperate questions. Who was this faceless enemy? What did they ultimately want? And why were they so determined to destroy both her and her mother? She desperately wanted to interrogate these two attackers, to demand answers from them. But there was no time for questioning now. Cole was writhing on the cold ground, completely consumed by his agony.
She knew exactly what was happening to Cole. The serpent symbol had triggered some kind of violent reaction in his nervous system. While her carefully crafted medicine had successfully cured his Psychephrenia, his mental state was still delicate and vulnerable. Any stimulus connected to his past trauma—like this specific tattoo—could potentially cause a dangerous setback. His condition was becoming more critical by the second. She had to take action immediately.
But as she tried to figure out her next move, both attackers were already struggling to get back to their feet. Despite their injuries, they were clearly preparing to launch another assault.
There was no time left to hesitate or plan. Elliana’s hand shot into her jacket pocket and pulled out a small, carefully sealed packet. With one swift motion, she tore it open and flung the contents—a powerful, fast-acting sedative powder she’d developed using formulas from the Poison Volume of the Medical Codex—directly at both opponents.
A fine cloud of the drug filled the air between them. The man and the woman couldn’t help but breathe it in. Their eyes went wide with sudden confusion as their vision began to blur and distort. Within seconds, both of them started swaying dangerously on their feet.
While both assassins staggered from the attack, Elliana wasted no time. She quickly hauled Cole onto her bike and sped off down the street.
By the time the haze from the sedative powder dissipated and the two assassins regained their senses, Elliana and Cole had disappeared into the distance.
The two assassins exchanged venomous glances but quickly averted their eyes, disgust flickering between them.
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Failure hung heavily in the air—their mission had failed, and punishment was inevitable.
“You absolute idiot, Jules!” Katrina Griffiths, the female assassin, hissed, her voice laced with fury. “If you hadn’t wasted precious minutes running your mouth, none of this would’ve fallen apart. You wrecked everything, damn you p>
“Don’t even try to pin all this on me, Katrina!” Jules Griffiths, the male assassin, shot back, chin raised in defiance. “Anyone paying attention could see that Elliana was out of our league—especially with Cole there. This mission was doomed from the start p>
For a moment, Katrina faltered, chewing her lip in frustration. As much as she hated to admit it, Jules had a point. They’d both miscalculated—Elliana was far more formidable than any report had suggested.
“But wasn’t she supposed to be nothing special? The intel said she was abandoned by her mother at five and left to grow up in a warehouse with the Joneses,” Katrina argued, eyes narrowing. “How does someone like that become such a fighter p>
Jules brushed grit off his jacket, letting out a slow exhale. “I never trusted that intel for a second. Rita and Arthur’s daughter, a nobody? Please. What we saw tonight proved it—Elliana’s not just capable. She’s even more dangerous and stronger than her mother ever was. Taking her out won’t be easy p>
“Those morons in the intelligence department!” Katrina spat.
If the intel had been more accurate, maybe they wouldn’t have walked into this blind. If not for Cole’s sudden collapse, Elliana would’ve had them both at her mercy, prying out every secret they held. The thought sent a chill down Katrina’s spine.