Not a chance.

Alex

I knew the moment had arrived. The time to confront my enemy, Zane, was upon me. As I stood in the dimly lit corridor, the walls lined with the opulent yet oppressive decor of the castle, I took a deep breath. My hands moved with practiced precision, checking my rifle one last time. The cold metal felt reassuring under my fingers, a stark contrast to the turmoil churning inside me. Each click and snap as I inspected the weapon seemed to echo Amanda's name in my mind, a constant reminder of why I was here.

"Amanda, this is for you," I whispered to myself, the words a solemn vow. She had been more than a friend; she was my anchor, my confidante, and Zane had taken her from me. The thought of her lifeless body, the way her bright eyes had dulled in that final moment, fueled my resolve. I couldn't let her death go unavenged. Every step I took towards the throne room was a step closer to justice.

The corridor seemed endless, every shadow a potential threat. I could almost hear Amanda'