The tension in the air was palpable. The battlefield, now filled with smoke and the sound of gunfire, had turned into a labyrinth of chaos. Azlan stood before Hasanuddin, his heart pounding in his chest. They both remembered their long history together, a bond forged in the fires of their past. However, today, that bond felt fragile, as if it could break at any moment. Ridwan, Aisha, and Amiruddin, who were also in the room, saw Azlan and felt the betrayal.
"You brought them here," Hasanuddin's cold voice pierced the smoke-filled air. "Special Forces, the police... they all came because of you. Do you realize what you've done, Azlan?" Amiruddin said.
