Robert’s POV
Derek’s transformation into an enigmatic figure now seemed like a prelude to a darker revelation. The men, his accomplices, wore faces shrouded in shadows, adding to the eerie ambiance of the alley. As the first blow landed, the impact reverberated through my senses, a brutal reminder of the danger that had enveloped me.
The onslaught continued, a symphony of violence orchestrated by unseen hands. I tried my best to fight back, landing a few desperate blows. The air echoed with grunts and the sickening sound of fists meeting flesh. My body, a canvas of pain, bore the marks of a struggle I couldn’t comprehend.
In the midst of the chaos, the lights above seemed to flicker, casting erratic shadows that danced along with the brutality unfolding. Each punch intensified the dimn
