The casino deck was a scene of controlled pandemonium. Xavier and Bright, an unlikely and volatile team, were systematically dismantling David Aro's hired muscle.
"Ahhh, it's been so many days since I've had a proper fight! Come on, guys!" Xavier declared sassily, dodging a swing and delivering a devastating knee to an attacker's gut. Bright, fueled by pure, desperate protective rage, fought with focused, brutal efficiency, every move driven by the thought of his father's treachery.
