NovelEnglishChapter 1348: "Okay." Judson loosened his hold and stepped back toward the wall.
Tania, poised to intervene, hesitated and pulled back as Judson approached. The mission might fail, but she could not afford to reveal her intentions.
Once free, Samson sucked in deep breaths. After regaining sair, he fixed a hateful look on Harlee and said, "Harlee, don't get too cocky." Samson was abruptly hoisted into the air before he could finish.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ah!" Samson's scream echoed through the space.
As the light in the cramped room dimmed further, Robbie sprang up, grasping the top of the wall to climb. Samson had no idea what the person behind him intended to do. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around himself, and his legs shook uncontrollably.
Robbie maneuvered Samson toward the previously opened crack and used leverage to lift him.
A loud crash followed as the last remaining central room plummeted into the industrial grinder below. Don't miss it: galRobbie held onto Samson, whose gaze was empty as he watched the room, spanning dozens of square meters, get torn apart in an instant.
Samson was unaware of the horrifying mechanism beneath the labyrinth and stood frozen in horror. To him, the gears seemed like the jaws of a monster, capable of shredding the room with their roaring sounds.
Only after the room was completely destroyed did the full extent of his fear hit Samson. He suddenly understood the intentions of the person gripping him. "No, don't..." His voice was filled with desperation as he tightly grasped Robbie's hand, begging, "I admit my mistake. Please don't drop me." Samson's eyes, wide with fright, locked onto Robbie. The thought of what torturous end might await him if Robbie released his grip was unbearable.
Relieved that Robbie hadn't immediately let go, Samson exhaled in relief. At least Robbie was a mere underling, not someone with the authority to decide his fate.
But then, despair overwhelmed Samson completely.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The mechanism is about to shut down. Throw him down," Harlee commanded weakly, her body leaning heavily against Rhys due to her loss of blood.
Rhys cradled her gently in his arms and looked up, instructing Cillian Rodgers, his subordinate, "Throw a dagger up here." "Got it!" Cillian responded promptly, grabbing the sharpest dagger he could find and quickly scaling the wall.
"I was wrong. Please tell Harlee I admit it. I'll give her whatever she wants. I'm ready to surrender the treasure map," Samson hastily said, using his last bit of energy as he tried to sway Robbie, his legs kicking. "I'll never oppose Miss Sanderson again. Oh, and by the way, that woman designed this mechanism. If you drop me, I'll reveal who wants Harlee dead." Samson dreaded the thought of being minced into pieces. If death was inevitable, he wanted to die with his body intact.
"Really?" Robbie pulled Samson in slightly, an evil smile playing on his lips. "Then tell me, who is the creator in' of this mechanism?"
"Really, I'll tell you everything. Just don't dropand I'll explain it all," Samson said, struggling for breath. Despite his fear causing him to wet himself, he had strategically withheld the nof his accomplice from Robbie, holding it back as a bargaining chip.
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