Shadow Assassin

Robin and Jethro, along with their entourage, returned to the Dragon Mountain private airport in the northern territory of Draconia aboard a military aircraft.

Under the blood-red setting sun, Dragon Mountain stood solemn and majestic.

In front of the Palace hall, floral wreaths were placed in tribute.

In a row of Golden Dragon Guards, their expressions firm and respectful as they stood with rifles in hand, standing vigil for the late General Monroe, a man who had made legendary contributions to the nation. Inside the memorial hall of Levi, within the Dragon Palace, the Seven Kings and Twelve Great Warriors were seated in solemn silence.

As Robin stepped into the hall, all the officers collectively rose to their feet in respect.

Jack approached him, draping a black mourning veil over his shoulders.

"Master Ramsey," he said in a low voice, "General Monroe dedicated his entire life to the country. Mrs. Monroe said he suddenly fell ill last night. The medical team at the Dragon Palace fought tirelessly for 10 hours, but they could not save him in the end."

Robin nodded silently.

He adjusted his uniform with precision, then stepped forward and bowed deeply before Levi's body. After paying his respects, he approached their family to offer his condolences.@@novelbin@@

Aaron Monroe, the eldest son of the late general, spoke with quiet reverence. "Master Ramsey, our mother is resting in the back hall. Her grief is overwhelming. Please, speak with her.