[INSIDE THE HOLDEN CLUB — ENTRANCE]
Two guards stood near the dimly lit entrance, talking to each other while a few others scanned the area for intruders.
Person 1 muttered, "Ahh, man… it's so boring standing out here. I really want to play with that woman. I hope the guys who went in before us don't drain the women out."As he said the last line, lust filled his eyes—he had already imagined what he would do to Ishi Naran.
Person 2 shrugged. "Yeah… who would even try to ambush us? In the last five years, Sir Holden has quietly uprooted every possible threat. No one has even realized it. That's why nobody fears him much."
As they talked, Person 2 suddenly noticed a flicker in the shadows. He raised his gun."Who's there?"
The moment he said that, everyone tensed. The entrance was lit only by dim red lights—Holden's preference—making it difficult to see anything clearly.
Then a sudden crack echoed.One man's neck snapped in an instant.
They couldn't even see who did it.
"Inform the people with Sir Holden!" someone shouted.
But before anyone could reach for their radios, more necks snapped—silent, precise, as though the shadows themselves were killing them.
Suddenly, a figure stepped out of the darkness. The remaining guards pointed their guns at him, but before they could fire, someone from behind them struck their spinal cords with surgical precision.
They collapsed instantly.
Under the red light, the two figures became visible—it was Vishi and Vishnu, entering through the front based on Shika's information.
Vishnu stepped forward, voice cold."You shouldn't have mentioned contacting your boss. I would have given you an easy death. Now… you'll experience pain."
The men began screaming in agony.
Vishi calmly removed a knife from each guard's pocket and slid it into their mouths, slashing their cheekbones horizontally so they couldn't open their mouths to scream. While doing so, he locked eyes with each of them, silently telling them to be quiet.
Seeing Vishi's brutality, Vishnu was momentarily shocked."I thought we could ask at least one of them how many people are with Hordon."
At that moment, another guard walked in—he had simply gone to the toilet. When he returned, he froze, horrified by the sight of his dead companions and the two strangers standing over them.
When their eyes met, he understood immediately.These two were his death.
He didn't run. He knew it wouldn't matter. Instead, he sank to the ground, removed a locket from his neck, and began praying.
He flinched when one of the two said,"Why pray to God… when you should be praying to us?"
He squeezed his eyes shut like a child scared of a horror movie—until Vishi forced his eyelids open and said,"We'll let you go. But first… tell us how many people are there with your boss."
[SHIKA'S POV]
While the two of them fought inside, Shika watched their movements from the backseat of the car
She had just reached the state where Vishnu was by a private jet and was now moving towards the holden club which would take at least 2 hours, and cameras showed the tense scene inside the club.
The cameras were dim, making it hard to see expressions clearly, but even through that, she could tell something—Vishi wasn't scared.His face didn't belong to someone whose mother had been kidnapped.
His calmness… his brutality… it surprised her. He wasn't ordinary.
And seeing Vishnu fight again made her quietly happy. His skills hadn't rusted at all.
She turned to the window. Passing streetlights cast shifting glows across her face. With a faint smile, she whispered:
"Well… let's see what new things I'll be witnessing now."
Her eyes shimmered with anticipation—she was looking forward to meeting them.