Benjamin's Heirloom Ring

The Silent Fight

In the serene solitude of the narrow corridor, Benjamin stood motionless, his ears attuned to the faint echo of Valerie's receding footsteps as they gradually diminished into the distance, eventually fading into the hushed ambiance of the bathroom.

Struggling to maintain composure, Benjamin grappled with a rising sense of unease as the oppressive darkness swallowed the hallway, leaving him on edge and hyper-aware of his surroundings. Abruptly, his gaze caught the faint silhouette of a figure lurking beneath the erratic flicker of the light, triggering a surge of primal instincts urging him to brace for impending danger. Yet, before he could react, the deafening silence was pierced by the soundless discharge of a bullet, followed by a searing jolt of agony as pain seared through his arm, shattering the tranquility of the moment.

Summoning his inner reserves, Benjamin focused intently, channeling his spiritual Qi energy with a fierce determination toward the site of impact, striving to