Lucas
As I waited with my legs crossed, chaos unfolded outside. The cacophony of screams and sirens blended together, and the flames' glow danced on the window. The fiery hue stirred memories of the past when my loved ones were consumed by flames. Now, it was time for payback.
Observing the flames, I saw not just pain but the magnitude of revenge they symbolized. A smirk crept onto my face.
I downed the glass of whiskey in my hand, reclining on the plush leather sofa alongside Ethan, who handed me another drink from the bar.
We clinked glasses.
"To our victory!" he exclaimed, flashing a grin.
"To our victory!" I echoed.
Together, there was no one who could best us. The atmosphere in the bar was lively.
"The scoundrel's seat was quite comfortable."
I chuckled. "I wonder where that
