West stopped after taking a few steps forward and looked around casually, taking note of the money, operations, workers...
"We had a deal," his voice echoed across the surroundings as he spoke.
"I paid for your land..." he took another step forward.
"...and yet you pulled this move..."
"...and restricted my construction."
The entire room remained silent for a bit but Viktor who had montarily stiffened, quickly regained composure.
He removed the cigar from his lips and smirked.
"That’s how business works, kid."
He gestured lazily.
"You didn’t complete paynt."
"So..."
"...pay up."
West chuckled softly and then began walking toward the tables where stacks of money was neatly arranged.
He ran his fingers lightly across one bundle to another.
"You have a lot of guts for an ordinary human."
His tone remained light but sounded almost amused.
He stopped before turning slightly.
"This is your last chance."
His eyes locked onto Viktor.
"Set things straight."
"Revoke what you did."
"Grant access back to my land... and maybe..."
His lips curved faintly.
"I’ll leave you with just a light spank on the hand."
A brief silence ensued before loud laughter rang out from Viktor. Vane joined in and the others followed.
"You talk big, kid."
Viktor leaned forward.
"But until you pay five million..."
"...nothing changes."
West let out a quiet exhale before responding; "...That’s a sha."
His voice dropped slightly.
"Because now..."
His gaze hardened.
"...I’ll be sending every single one of you to the hospital."
He paused before adding; "And maybe..."
"...a few to the morgue."
His eyes swept the room as he smiled faintly.
"Oh well... I’m sure the doctors will be happy to receive you."
One of the guards charged forward furiously; "Enough of this—!"
However, before his hand could even reach West,
BOOM!
A single fist slamd into the man’s chest, sending him flying across the hall like a ragdoll and crashing into the wall with bone-shattering force.
This singular action was just the start of the incoming chaos.
West moved faster than the eye could perceive, like a storm of destruction, landing punches and blows across the surroundings.
CRACK! BAM! BAM! BOOM! BANG!
Bones shattered, bodies flew and limbs bent unnaturally as n dropped one after another.
Screams filled the air, followed by rapid gunfire as bullets tore through space—
Unfortunately, it didn’t matter. So of the bullets missed completely while the others that hit, only bounced off, clinking uselessly to the ground.
West weaved through the barrage, effortlessly, grabbed one man and slamd him into another.
He drove both into the ground before kicking another, sending him crashing through a table of cash.
Money scattered everywhere causing blood to mix with bills.
Within monts, the entire hall was wrecked and broken bodies littered the ground.
Now, only three remained standing; Viktor, Vane and one other henchman.
Vane swallowed hard with a shaky voice.
"...Looks like you were wrong, boss..."
"...He’s an awakener."
West stepped forward slowly and with each step, his footsteps echoed across the surroundings, striking fear in the hearts of those who were left.
Viktor clenched his fists but forced a smirk.
"You don’t scare ," he spoke with a louder tone, trying to mask the tension.
"You better stop while you still can."
He leaned forward.
"Just because you’re an awakener... doesn’t an you can ss with ."
He paused before adding; "I have awakeners under my command too."
He laughed again but clearly it was lacking the sa confidence as before.
"Hahaha... you really don’t understand the world, kid."
"Whether you have super powers or not— Nothing beats the power of money."
He pointed at West.
"An awakener working for is already on his way... He’ll deal with you."
West smiled in response before speaking in a cold tone.
"Oh?" He tilted his head slightly.
"...But can he get to you..." he took a step closer. "...before I do?"
Viktor’s laughter stopped instantly as his face froze... and for the first ti, real fear set in.
In the next mont, Viktor turned to run, causing his expensive leather shoes to squeak sharply against the concrete floor as panic overtook whatever composure he had left.
The confident smirk, the arrogance and the belief that money ruled all things had all shattered in the presence of sothing far more primal... fear.
Behind him, West didn’t rush, he simply stepped forward.
However, Vane acted on reflex, yanking out his glock with trembling hands and raising it toward West.
"Stay—!"
He didn’t get to finish before West’s hand moved, clamping around Vane’s wrist mid-raise.
The gun never even aligned properly because no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t move the arm... West’s grip was just too strong.
There was a brief pause... before West suddenly twisted.
CRACK!
A loud crack echoed like a snapped branch in a silent forest.
Vane’s arm bent backward at an unnatural angle with the bone visibly jutting beneath the skin as his scream tore through the hall.
"AAAAAAGHHHHHHHH—!!"
His body collapsed instantly with his knees hitting the ground as the gun clattered uselessly away. Tears stread down his face as he clutched his ruined arm, writhing in agony.
West didn’t spare him another glance because sothing else was happening up ahead.
When Viktor reached the wall behind, a hidden panel slid open with a chanical hiss, revealing a concealed passage.
Viktor dove inside without hesitation and the door slamd shut just as West took a step forward.
THUD!
The reinforced steel barrier locked into place, sealing access.
Viktor’s voice suddenly echoed through hidden speakers, laced with relief and regained arrogance.
"Hahahaha! This is a reinforced room! Nothing can get in! Not even awakeners!"
Within the sealed space, Viktor leaned heavily against the wall, panting with a pale face that slowly twisting back into a grin.
Screens flickered on around him, displaying multiple cara angles of the warehouse floor.
West stood outside right before the wall while Viktor laughed again.
"Now what? You think you can touch ? The awakener under my payroll is already on his way! You’re finished!"
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