Nightfall enveloped the world under a vast black canvas.
On the ground, the glossy black Buddha Beads lay there, solitary and untouched.
In the darkness, shadowy figures continuously invaded the building. Richard Shaw's face had transitioned from initial shock to an unsettling calm.
"Boss, we're already surrounded," Griffith Squire's confidant murmured softly upon returning. This time, Richard Shaw had indeed been caught off guard. After the incident broke out, Griffith Squire had pulled back his main forces to preserve strength, leading to this isolated resistance.
Griffith Squire raised his eyes, the corners glowing faintly. His almond-shaped eyes narrowed with a smile that didn't reach his heart. "So, it seems Major General Richard intends to pin us down completely today?"
