In the face of overwhelming strength, every attempt at sneaky ambushes seemed utterly ridiculous.
The most annoying thing, however, was the enormous spotlight overhead. It darted around, blinding anyone it targeted, making it nearly impossible to see clearly. The abandoned fireworks factory glowed so brightly from the outside that even its walls appeared faintly translucent.
Mike was desperate to find Sandra and kept trying to push forward. But that relentless spotlight followed his every move, sweeping across the factory floor as more attackers emerged from the shadows, armed and ready.
Stephan wasn't immune to the harsh glare, squinting as the intense light burned his vision. Yet his movements remained calculated and calm. He picked up a metal pipe from the ground and hurled it at the spotlight with brutal precision.
The shattering sound echoed loudly as the spotlight exploded into darkness. For a moment, the factory was plunged into shadowy stillness.
Then, another light flickered on from a different angle.
"Damn it, this is endless!" Mike muttered in frustration. He reached for the main power switch again, but it was no use. The spotlights weren't connected to the factory's main circuit.
Before they had time to react further, the attackers swarmed. More figures rushed toward Mike and Stephan from every corner of the factory, their weapons raised.
Stephan shoved Mike forward, his voice calm but firm. "Go find Sandra. Leave this to me."
Mike didn't hesitate. No matter how chaotic the situation was, he charged ahead. Faintly, he could hear the sound of Sandra crying from the second floor.
Meanwhile, chaos erupted on the ground floor. Stephan's combat skills were terrifying. Every move he made was lethal, every strike calculated to ensure no one got past him to block Mike's path.
"Go to hell!"
One attacker lunged, but Stephan caught him by the throat with one hand. His dark eyes were as deep and cold as the sea, exuding a chilling menace that froze the man in place.
With a sharp twist, a sickening crack was heard. The attacker's head lolled to the side, terror still etched on his face. The next moment, his body collapsed lifelessly to the ground.
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