We’re getting out of here

But there was no time for anger. The military forces were converging, and their escape route was closing. Bjorn gritted his teeth, rage and frustration boiling inside him. “Fall back, everyone!” he barked. “We’re getting out of here!”

With gunfire erupting outside and soldiers flooding the entrance, Bjorn and his men fought their way back, the carefully laid plan falling apart around them.

Bjorn and his men moved quickly, the adrenaline coursing through their veins as the villa erupted into chaos. The blaring alarms and flashing red lights cast eerie shadows against the walls, and the once-silent camp was now a war zone. Gunfire echoed through the halls, and the shouts of soldiers closing in grew louder.

Bjorn’s eyes blazed with fury as he led his men back down the staircase. Seraphina set me up, he seethed inwardly, but he couldn’t afford to let that rage consume him now. He had to think fast if they were going to escape with their lives.

At the bottom of the stairs, Rico and the bod