The heavy scent of incense hung thick in the air, casting a somber pall over the dimly lit ritual chamber. Luca stood transfixed, his grip loosening on Leonardo's phone as he beheld the grisly sight of the lord's lifeless form, bound by chain. The shock of the scene rooted him to the spot, rendering him speechless.
In that moment of stunned silence, Vixen too was caught off guard. Reacting swiftly to the unexpected presence of her former lover, she emerged from her own state of shock like a predator, agile and swift. With the grace of a seasoned warrior, she leaped forward, moving like a shadow before pouncing on Luca with the precision of a jungle cat.
A chill ran down Luca's spine as he felt the cold touch of steel against his throat, followed by the unmistakable sound of Vixen's sultry voice purring a command in his ear, "Don't move."
