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Hotel Arc - 3

Author: YuKy
last update Last Updated: 2024-02-04 00:56:04

Danial, observing the lackeys scattered on the floor, knew that they wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. Their bodies lay limp, a testament to the efficiency of his martial prowess. The once chaotic corridor, filled with the echoes of gunfire and struggle, now resonated with the haunting silence.

His attention shifted towards the groaning team leader, who, in a desperate attempt to escape the approaching masked man, was dragging his battered body across the cold floor. Fear etched the leader's face as he tried to put distance between himself and the relentless figure in the white mask.

With each calculated step, Danial closed the gap, his movements deliberate and menacing. The team leader, panting heavily, mustered the little strength he had left to plead for mercy.

"Please spare me! I don't know anything. Please, spare me!" the team leader begged, his voice filled with desperation and fear."

Danial was stunned.

He was expecting some resistance from the leader but a few moves and he
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