"Do not kill me."
Magnus Mace choked on the thick black smoke. He remained on his knees in the center of the ruined steel cage.
Blood dripped steadily from his nose onto the cracked concrete. The giant kingpin was completely paralyzed by absolute terror.
Ryan Parker stood perfectly still amidst the burning debris. He reached down and picked up the heavy metal microphone from the floor. He slipped it casually into the pocket of his tailored suit jacket.
His bespoke midnight blue suit was entirely immaculate. He did not have a single scratch on his face.
A half million dollars of military grade audio equipment was currently melting into slag all around him. The twenty massive subwoofers were reduced to sparking, useless plastic.
The underground crowd outside the cage was dead silent. T
