In the smoky, dimly lit underground casino of Elyria City, a dozen shirtless, muscular men huddled together, their eyes flickering with a mix of anticipation and menace.
At the center of the gathering stood two figures: Sylas Blaine, their one-eyed, bald boss, a cigar clenched between his teeth, exuding an air of intimidation.
Merrick was trembling on his knees, his face bruised and swollen.
"Mr. Blaine, please, just one more chance! I swear I'll get the money to pay you back!" Merrick pleaded, desperation lacing his voice.
Sylas tilted his head, a sneer curling his lips as he looked down at Merrick. "Merrick, how many chances have I given you? And which one did you ever appreciate? Let me be clear: today, you pay me back, or you pay with your life!"
Merrick's eyes widened, and he shu
