Soon, Frost caught up to Elisa, who trembled in fear. "Die, you bitch!"

Frost leaped into the air, showing Elisa no mercy despite her gender; he only sought her death. During that critical moment, the wind howled, and a man in green materialized before Elisa. He hurled two darts, tracing silver arcs through the air. Frost's expression shifted mid-leap. If he continued his descent, the darts would strike him. He twisted, landing heavily on the ground.

But the darts, as if possessing guidance systems, altered course mid-flight, veering directly toward the back of Frost's head. Shocked, Frost used his knife to deflect them. Clang! Sparks erupted as the darts fell. Knife still in hand, Frost retreated, his heart pounding with fear. The knife's blade was chipped, his hand torn by the force of the parry. Yet, the man in green remained unfazed.

"Who are you?" Frost demanded darkly.

The man in green, hands clasped behind his back, exuded the aura of a seasoned martial artist. "Robin Turner of the Lotus Sect," he replied. Frost recoiled.

Robin Turner of the Lotus Sect! One of the two guardians of the sect's leader! The Lotus Sect was renowned throughout Honora, boasting numerous powerful martial artists. Though smaller than the Verdant Gang or the Panther Gang, no organization in Lannopolis dared underestimate them. The Sect's strongest members were legendary figures in the underground martial arts world, and no organization willingly crossed them. Robin Turner was among the most formidable.

"You're from the Lotus Sect? You've finally arrived!" Elisa exclaimed, her excitement palpable. Rising to her feet, her arrogance returned. "I hear you're all incredibly strong. Can you defeat that assassin?"

Robin frowned. Frost, an ace assassin of God's Lance, was no weakling. But seeing Frost's injured arm, he chuckled. "Easily. Miss Elisa, what is your command?"

Ruthlessness etched itself onto Elisa's face. "Kill him!" she hissed.

Robin nodded. Multiple darts materialized in his hands; his expression turned lethal. Frost's face darkened; wariness replaced his earlier bravado. He considered his options briefly before fleeing, abandoning his attempt to kill Elisa. Robin made no move to stop him, simply watching him go.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Elisa demanded, displeased.

"He's the son of a powerful organization. I could kill him, but it would be difficult," Robin explained gravely.

"Then have your sect send someone stronger! You must kill him!" Elisa insisted.

Robin sighed, choosing to humor her.

"Is the Lotus Sect strong?" Elisa asked.

"If we choose to act, no one in Honora can stand against us," Robin said quietly.

Elisa laughed. "Good! Send word to the Honora underworld, in the names of the Chandler family and the Lotus Sect, that I intend to rule it!" she declared loudly.

Meanwhile, Dustin reached the West family villa. He was walking with Irene. Lately, Irene had been sleeping for increasingly long periods, sometimes appearing dazed. Dustin knew this was a sign of the Zombie Powder taking effect.