In the midst of the dimly lit street, Kaid's determination blazed in his eyes as he lunged forward, his sword gleaming in the faint light. He was a whirlwind of movement, a force to be reckoned with as he charged at the women, the girl with the snake-like eyes and the hauntingly enchanting voice. With every step, his resolve intensified, fueled by a singular demand that punctuated his actions, "Where's my money?"
the women, standing just a few paces away, watched him with an air of amusement. Her lips curled into a sardonic smile, her eyes locking onto Kaid's as if they held a secret only she knew. As he closed the distance, Kaid's powerful swing was met with a melody, a hauntingly beautiful tune that resonated with his very being. The soundwaves struck him like a physical force, sending him tumbling backward.
