Tension crackled in the air as Don Leoncio stormed out of the room with his son, Gascon, whose face was still etched with rage.

"Ares is down. The old man slipped away again, but they've suffered heavy losses. They won't have the manpower to mount another attack anytime soon," Gascon Alcaraz reported, his eyes fixed on Anastacia.

"Good riddance to that animal. What's the word from the police? Did they pursue them? When we left the island, there were military personnel swarming that townhouse," Pantaleon Alcaraz interjected, turning to his grandfather, Leoncio.

"What's your plan, Grandpa? Are you waiting for your grandson to vanish before taking action? He's only after...