Inside the lavishly adorned Prime Steakhouse, where opulence and sophistication typically reigned, chaos had erupted. The elegance of the evening was shattered by the shrill screams of patrons scrambling for safety. The ambient sounds of fine dining were replaced by the cacophony of shattering glass and frenzied footsteps echoing against the upscale décor.
Amidst this turmoil, a distressing spectacle unfolded as Tonrie, usually a calm presence among his friends, stood at the center of an unfolding disaster. His once-composed demeanor was replaced by an uncontrollable torrent of emotions, a tempestuous whirlwind swirling within him.
Six college jocks, whose privileged status had granted them entry into this esteemed establishment, were now suspended in mid-air, writhing in excruciating agony. Their faces contorted with pain, caught in an invisible grasp that held them aloft. Tonrie stood there, his arms outstretched, an unyielding manifestation of raw power.
