Once again, a deep roar rolled across the sky, heavier than anything that had come before it.
The ground beneath the Vincent Estate trembled as three military helicopters cut through the night air in tight formation. Their searchlights swept across the entire courtyard like moving pillars of judgment, exposing every face, every fear, every trembling breath. The sound of their blades was violent and unrelenting, forcing the atmosphere itself into chaos.
Wind surged downward with brutal force. Dresses whipped wildly, glasses shattered against marble floors, and guests staggered backward as they struggled just to remain standing. What had once been a place of luxury and pride had turned into a scene of panic and disbelief.
Then the largest of the helicopters appeared.
It descended slowly,
