Rafael drove his car with fury, the engine roaring as he made his way towards the Colt hideout. As he went, one thing was on his mind, to find that it was all a prank.
For if it were real, it would be another conflict to face, one that would demand more from him.
As he neared the territory, he could already see the aftermath of the battle that had taken place. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, lifeless and broken, ready to be buried.
Moraine stood at the mouth of the territory, her eyes fixated on the lifeless bodies before her.
Rafael approached Moraine, his footsteps heavy and purposeful. His eyes were filled with a mix of concern and anger as he looked at the bodies scattered around them. "What happened here?" he demanded, the weight of the situation evident in his voice.
Morai
