The bishop drew near, his voice a resonant prayer:
"But when the strong one attacked him and overpowered him, he became the shield that the man had been able to control and divide his spoils." He repeated the verse again and again, his voice rising with each word, filling the room as if dispelling shadows. Naji, Amal's body began to tremble. Her screams subsided, and victory fell silent. Finally, with trembling breaths, the bloodied figures vanished from her streets, and she stood motionless as if something had just left her.
Hussein, Sophia, and Miranda stood frozen, watching in heavy silence. A mixture of horror and astonishment was etched on their faces.
In the villa's garden, inside the Guardian's room, Detective Mohamed and journalist Susan were enjoying themselves. Suddenly, Amal'
