Rise Of The Mafia Lord

Chapter 32. Prepare for War

Pitch darkness shrouded the school, punctuated by screams and gunfire. I sat enthroned on a wooden chair, reveling in the chaos.

Before me, Kelvin Nguyen waged a desperate battle against twelve obsidian soldiers forged from darkness itself. Their black armor seemed impervious to his bullets.

Behind me, identical shadow soldiers stood guard, their presence a menacing echo of the ones Kelvin fought.

With each narrowly avoided sword strike, Kelvin's odds of survival dwindled. His bullets merely ricocheted off the shadow soldiers' armor.

In contrast, Kelvin's body bore the brunt of the battle. Lacerations crisscrossed his flesh, and blood streamed down his limbs.

Kelvin's determination faltered with each passing moment, his movements slowing under the relentless onslaught.

Yet, he refused to yield.

“ARGHHHHH!” His scream echoed in the darkness as his right arm fell to the floor. The pain from his severed arm caused him to lose focus, thereby bringing him into a world full of pain as his