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Music Recommendation; Unchained Melody by Righteous Brothers.
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Deep inside a fortified shadowy underground structure, a figure cladded in complete black attire, with a black hat covering more than half of his face, was seated on a throne-like chair.
His aura was cold and his looks seemed to radiate an eerie darkness.
With elbows propped on his knees, his chin was resting on his interlocked fingers like someone meditating.
However, before him on the cold marble floor was a half-dead man with a bloodied and swollen face, panting slowly and taking his very last breath on Earth.
"Where are they now?" The cold and murderous voice of the man echoed in the room.
"According to our sources, all three made it safely to the prison." A slightly trembling voice replied from the shadows.
"And..." The man slowly picked up a silver gun on a stool beside his chair, his finger caressing the trigger leisurely.
"W...we can't get...."
Bang!
