Chapter 102 A One Percent Chance Of Survival


    Nevertheless, Kallum was absolutely convinced that Calista had been taken captive. With a heavy heart, he


    unlike anything he had felt before. shut <b>his </b>eyes, experiencing a surge of ang


    “What are your intentions?” Kallum inquired.


    “What do you think?” responded Uriah, his voice seething with a fury matching that of Kallum’s. “Due to your interference, all that I had–my followers, my funds, my strategies–they’ve all been obliterated! I find myself on the verge of being hunted down, like a stray dog without a shelter, stripped of everything! What do you presume I intend to do now?”


    His tone was thick with deep–seated bitterness. The work of generations, from his father’s time to the present, had been on the cusp of seizing control of Lostaria, only to see their effortspletely dismantled by an outsider. <b>What </b>could his intentions possibly be?


    Gripping Calista’s face, a cold smirk curled on Uriah’s lips. “I demand the munitions you possess, and 1 demand your life!”


    In his desperation to flee, his desire to im Kallum’s life became evident–it was the only means to extinguish the rage that consumed his heart.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Calista narrowed her eyes and spoke in a raspy voice. “Kallum… if you attempt to rescue me, I’ll kill myself first! Show some backbone! Don’t… forget your duties!”


    Kallum’s hand clenched tightly around themunicator upon hearing Calista’s voice.


    Calista’s words ignited a fury in Uriah. In a fit of rage, he struck her, the sound of the p traveling through themunicator <b>and </b>causing blood to once again trickle from the corner of Kallum’s mouth.


    “Did you orchestrate the virus infections among those people earlier? Do you know the gravity of your


    Uriah


    contract the K Speaking of this drove Uriah to absolute fury. He had instructed his most trusted men <i>to </i>Virus. With over two thousand of his soldiers encircling and entrapping Kallum’s five hundred, he was convinced that, even if Kallum survived, he would inevitably contract the disease.


    Who could have foreseen that Kallum would remain so vignt? Not only did he maintain his distance<b>, </b>but he also ensured his followers did likewise. That explosion, despite its horrific aftermath, had not even grazed Kallum’s skin.


    When the news reached him, Uriah, ovee with rage, executed several of his own men on the spot.


    In essence, over two thousand of his men had perished fruitlessly, while <b>Kallum </b>had an extraordinary stroke of luck to have survived.


    Finding <b>no </b>other option, he thought to use Calista as leverage against his adversary. Surprisingly, this


    tactic had some effect.


    Uriah then ordered his men to drag Calista away before he bellowed into themunicator, “What am I doing? I’m exacting vengeance! Weren’t you deemed capable? If you could ovee Influenza T, then surely the K <b>Virus </b>would be manageable for you! But my patience has limits. If you genuinely care for this woman, then exchange your munitions <b>and </b>your life, for her!”


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    Otherwise, he would have surely fled, rather than deliberately walking into a <b>trap</b>.


    A spark of murderous intent red in Kallum’s eyes. The adversary had lost all reason, and Kallum found himself at a loss for words with such a madman.


    “Where are you?” Suppressing his rage, he asked, each word measured and deliberate.


    “I’m at Mount Goldfall! You have two hours. If you <b>fail </b>to appear within that time frame, this woman’s life is forfeit<b>! </b>Also, you may only bring four people with you and four vehicles of munitions. That should suffice, right?”


    “Of course,” Kallum responded. It’s more than enough to kill you<i>!</i>


    After themunication ended, Kallum’s eyes were bloodshot with fury. He tilted his head, giving a chilly nce to Ryder. “I remember that the individual we developed in Lostaria was stationed near Mount Goldfall, correct?”


    Ryder, taken aback, responded, “Mr. Kallum, that’s our primary team in Lostaria. Mr. <b>Fairchild </b>had instructed that it should not be disturbed unless the country is facing imminent destruction!”


    Kallum narrowed his eyes, a cold chuckle escaping him. “This is a critical juncture for the survival of Lostaria! If Uriah had the audacity to unleash the K Virus once, he would not hesitate to do so again! If he does not perish, before his departure, Lostaria will certainly face ruin! Therefore, he must not be allowed to escape with his life.”


    Any man bold enough to harm his <b>beloved </b>would inevitably face dire repercussions, potentially even death.


    “When Ryder heard these firm words, he yielded <b>somewhat</b><b>. </b>He quickly issued amand, then addressed Kallum with a noticeably stern voice.


    “You really must make your way to the military district for the vine, Mr. Kallum. If this truly is the K


    we ought to seize even that slim one percent chance of survival! <b>You </b>will be safe, you must trust


    However, time was a luxury Kallum did not possess.


    Internally, Kallum scoffed, his thoughts filled with disdain for Uriah, whom he saw as nothing but <b>a </b>dangerously ambitious madman, a murderer at heart. Uriah had set a deadline of two hours, but Kallum knew well that if he failed <b>to </b>appear within that window, Uriah would not hesitate to kill <b>Calista</b>. The mere thought of such a grim oue was unbearable to him.


    “The course is set for Mount Goldfall,” Kallum dered resolutely.


    “No way!” Ryder objected in rm, “Mr. Kallum, there’s absolutely no need for you to endanger yourself. The Shadow Assassins are already in ce. You should have faith in their expertise and skills!”


    Kallum responded with icy pragmatism, “Ulric belongs to a prestigious family with centuries of influence, <b>having </b>built up immense wealth and power through their loyalists, enough to buy munitions capable of devastating Lostaria! Even now, as he finds himselfered and ready to flee, he will not be alone. Even with the Shadow Assassins present, I cannot be at peace!”


    “Mr. Kallum, is Calista’s life worth more than your own? What is the disparity between your status and hers? Shees from a prestigious family, true, but she is essentially an ordinary girl. How deeply are your feelings for her? Have you thought about how ur actions might impact your parents? They have


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    only you <b>as </b>their son<b>!</b>”


    This time, Kallum found himself hesitating longer than usual, wrestling with his thoughts as he weighed his duty against his personal feelings and the expectations of his family.


    Despite the flush of fever <b>that </b>colored his cheeks, his eyes glinted with a rity and determination that belied his physical condition. Finally, with measured deliberation, he began to speak again. “Elijah, set our destination for Mount Goldfalll”


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