The Billionaire's Supremacy

Part 103

In that fraction of a second, the atmosphere shattered. The crack of the pistols split the air, the distinct sound of the Magnum 357 reverberating through the room. It was a thunderous explosion of power, a symphony of raw force unleashed.

Edward and Mikhail remained locked in their stances, their eyes unblinking, their fingers squeezing the triggers. For them, it felt as if the world had momentarily frozen.

And then, in an instant, the exchange of gunfire ceased. The room fell silent once more, and the echo of the Magnum 357 faded away, though the haze of gun smoke still lingered.

At last, the outcome had been decided, and the consequences etched themselves into the bodies of the duelists. Edward's left shoulder bore the mark of the bullet's impact. Blood seeped from the wound, staining his shirt crimson. The pain throbbed through his body, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to let it consume him.

On the other side of the room, Mikhail's hand trembled, the once steady grip on his Ma