It was exactly 4 AM. The city lay buried under a blanket of mist and rain. But in front of Aryan's main headquarters, the security was tight. Armed guards paced the perimeter, alert for any movement. Suddenly, a monstrous roar echoed through the empty streets. Abir's **H2R** was charging through the darkness like a black demon.
Before the guards could react, Abir skidded the bike near the main gate, creating a massive cloud of dust and smoke. From within that haze, two figures emerged—Abir and Arisa. Arisa was clad in a black leather jacket, her hand gripping the revolver with newfound conviction.
"Arisa, you have exactly three minutes to bring down the power grid," Abir hissed. "I'll handle the front."
Arisa nodded and silently began scaling the pipes at the back of the building. Meanwhile, Abir advanced with an automatic pistol in each hand. Each shot he fired was a strike against Aryan's arrogance.
Inside, Arisa crawled through the ventilation ducts, reaching Aryan's private study. Her hands didn't tremble. She found the master key and flipped the main switch. In an instant, the entire building was plunged into darkness.
Amidst the explosions and the sudden blackout, Aryan screamed from his room, "Who? Who dared to enter my domain?"
Out of the darkness, Arisa's cold voice drifted toward him, "Your sister is here, Aryan—but she didn't bring mercy. She brought the bill for your sins."
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