Chapter 97

The roar of the helicopter faded into the distance before Commander Steele signaled the team to retreat.

"Did you get a clear look at their leader?" the commander asked in a low voice.

Cole Turner and Tobias Kane exchanged glances before nodding in unison.

"Serena Blake called him Silas Kane," Cole quickly explained their connection, emphasizing the signal marker incident.

The commander frowned. "Was she the one who suggested this location for the show?"

"Unlikely," Cole shook his head. "Seemed like a chance encounter with someone from her past."

"Any photos?" the commander pressed.

Cole grimaced. "Almost got caught. Didn’t manage to snap one. But we can work with a sketch."

A determined glint flashed in his eyes. "I’ll request a task force as soon as we’re back. We will track him down."

"Good." The commander clapped him on the shoulder. "Keep a close eye on Serena Blake too."

At the mention of Aria Bennett, the commander’s expression brightened. "Heard her talismans are effective?"

"More than just effective!" Cole gestured excitedly. "You saw the tracking talisman in action. The medicinal charm is even more incredible—just wearing it eases pain instantly."

The commander considered for a moment. "Can we commission more from her? Compensation isn’t an issue."

"Already on it," Cole grinned. "I’ll approach her after the livestream wraps up."

"Get it done, and I’ll put in a commendation for your team." He paused. "And for Aria as well."

Cole’s eyes lit up. "Thanks, Commander!"

Meanwhile, by the campfire, a crowd had gathered.

"Damian! Those leaf projectiles were insane!" The trainees gazed at him in awe.

Damian Cross offered a modest smile. "Just a minor trick."

Nolan Reed rolled his eyes internally. Who does he think he’s fooling?

Then, attention shifted to Aria.

"Aria! How did you make those venomous insects turn on each other like that?"

She blinked innocently. "Maybe they just had a sudden existential crisis?"

The group fell silent.

The director approached nervously. "Cole, are we… still filming?"

"Absolutely." Cole’s tone left no room for argument. "Act like nothing happened tonight."

He scanned the group. "The island is secure. No need to worry."

The guests exchanged glances—with Aria around, what was there to fear?

That night, sleep would elude them all.