Kapitel 721: Chapter 164.3 - The Attack

Astron surged through the dense smoke, his legs powered by concentrated mana, every step a burst of speed. Irina lay silent across his shoulder, her weight insignificant compared to the oppressive suppression fields thickening the air. The din of chaos—the muffled shouts of operatives, the hum of enchantments, the crackle of suppression spells—pressed down on him as he navigated the labyrinthine halls of the museum. 

'The smoke won't hold much longer,' he thought, his sharp gray eyes darting through the shifting haze. The operatives' equipment was already countering his smokescreen, faint glimmers of light and mana-sensing lenses cutting through the obscurity. Their voices grew louder, their movements more precise.