Adam’s Counterattack

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The dim room seemed to shrink under the weight of tension, the faint flicker of torches casting long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. Adam stood at the center of the chamber, his white hair catching the glow of the flames, his piercing blue eyes locked onto the figure sitting before him.

The Shadow Guild boss was a man of extraordinary physicality—a middle-aged, hulking brute with the musculature of a seasoned warrior and the demeanor of someone who had never known fear. His face was weathered and scarred, but his sharp, calculating gaze exuded authority. Draped in dark, intricate robes, he sat on an ornate chair that seemed more throne than furniture, his hands resting casually on the armrests as though the confrontation ahead was beneath him.