staining his clothes. His knees buckled, sending him sprawling backward. His teeth clenched so tightly that it felt as if his jaw could snap under the pressure.

It was an unthinkable scene. The notorious Ghost, feared by many, now lay on the ground like a wounded animal. His back pressed against the unforgiving concrete wall, offering no solace from the pain. Blurred vision obscured his view of the surrounding woods, making it impossible to discern the figure stealthily closing in on him