Ash and dust sting your eyes, blazing fire surrounds the high rise building. Rafayel, known as the hero, Helios, smirks at the villain's battered form, cuts and bruises colour the once fair skin.

"Oh-ho! Seems like this will be the end of your little shenanigans, huh?" His voice deep, taunting, berating even.

Cold metal hits your forehead, his finger placed on the trigger of his gun. "A fitting death for you, don't you say?" He chuckles darkly, pushing the gun more to your forehead.