Bet

Chapter:

The narrow, dimly lit alley was unnervingly quiet, with the faint flicker of a faulty streetlamp casting long, uneven shadows on the walls. The air was heavy with tension, and the faint metallic scent of impending conflict hung in the air. Adam and Anya stood at the entrance of the alley, their disguises still intact—Adam as a delicate-looking girl with flowing white hair and piercing blue eyes, and Anya as a scrappy young boy with a confident smirk.

Ahead of them stood a group of men, their postures rigid, their eyes scanning the pair with suspicion. Without a word, Adam and Anya began walking forward, their steps deliberate and unhurried. The men, sensing something amiss, started to close in.

As they moved deeper into the alley, a figure stepped out of the shadows and approached them. He was tall, his face obscured by the dim light, but the menace in his stance was unmistakable. Without a word, he lunged at them with blinding speed.