15:00 minutes remaining.
The countdown was stuck in Mattew’s mind like a hammer hitting metal over and over again, but he refused to let it slow him down.
In front of him stood fifty armed men, arranged like a solid wall. Suited, trained, and clearly confident that numbers would be enough to end him.
Mattew stepped forward once.
That was all it took.
They rushed him at the same time.
14:50 minutes remaining.
The first attacker swung a baton straight at his head. Mattew dropped his body low, let the strike pass over him, and drove his elbow hard into the man’s ribs. The impact sent him stumbling back in pain.
Before he could recover, another man came from the side with a knife aimed for his neck. Mattew shifted just enough for the blade to miss him completely, then stepped in and ki
