Page 282 of Vile Boys

Caleb smirks. “Thirteen.”

Dylan’s nostrils flare, and he pulls out two sets of knives. “No bastard from the Tartarus House is going to beat me.”

“Who are you calling a bastard, Phantom bitch?” Caleb retorts.

“Use your anger on them, not us,” Kai says.

“Ares is waiting for us,” Crystal says.

“Darlings, less talking, more fighting, please. You’ll never catch up with me otherwise.” I add a wink when they all look incensed.

BANG! BANG!

Shots are fired in our direction.

We move forward as a group, slicing through guards coming at us left and right. No guests are left in the casino, so we can go all out.

Felix and Kai shoot as fast as they can while I cut up anyone who comes too close with a simple flick of my katana. Despite the pain, I push on, determined to reach Ares. It’s my duty to protect him, and I will fucking save him, no matter how much it costs me.

I owe him my life.

So I will give it to him.

“Fifteen!” Dylan yells over the fighting after he’s gutted someone from lip to lip, carving him a new smile. “I’m on a roll, bitches!”

“Fuck you, I’m just getting started!” Nathan screams.

“Sixteen,” Kai says with a snort.

“Twenty,” I muse.

“Cheater,” Dylan growls at me. “See how you do without your stupid umbrella.”

“Katana. If you use your weapon as badly as you use your words, I understand exactly why you’ll lose, and I win,” I quip.

BANG!

Gunfire to the left has Milo and Nathan going wild on a guard, alternating strikes with gunshots until the guy is on the floor, and the next one too.

Felix and Kai are back to back, shooting at anyone who tries to get too close to them, while Penelope and Lana protect each other by throwing knives around and plucking them from the bodies of theirvictims with ease.

Only Crystal seems to be having problems killing people, opting to aim for the legs instead to make them go down. So I finish them off and let their heads roll.

I have never intervened with what Ares did here in this casino because he explicitly told me not to. He must’ve thought there was still a chance to win this without destroying everything. To fight his father on his own and come out as the conqueror. Even if it meant his death.

No. I won’t allow it.

“Move!” I yell as everyone’s stalling from the guards that keep pouring out from the hallway ahead.

But I can clearly see the door behind them … along with the man standing in front of it, pushing his own guards toward us when he spots us.

“Torres,” I growl under my breath.

“There,” Kai says, pointing at him. “Fight your way through!”

“Happily,” Milo replies, throwing his nunchucks around like a good boy, making me proud.

I taught him well.

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