Tharion had been in business his entire life. Even now, though age had taken its toll, his mind remained sharp. He knew exactly what should be done—and more importantly, what should never be done.
Throughout his career, he had sabotaged many enterprises, yet he never took it so far as to destroy them completely.
He understood a fundamental truth: never corner a person with nothing left to lose. Those with no way out would fight back with mad desperation.
To weaken an opponent just enough—to strip away their power while still leaving them with enough not to rebel blindly—that was an art form.
That was why he simply couldn't understand why someone would want to attack his family. And not just an economic strike, but a real one—with blood and death.
Dusk could clearly see the confusion clouding the faces of the three.
That alone told him much about their way of life—measured, strategic, always thinking several steps ahead.
