Chapitre 769: Ambush (1)

Erik's intimidating silhouette loomed over Max, casting an ominous shadow that seemed to swallow up the trembling man. "Any last words?" The chilling indifference in Erik's voice sent a shiver down Max's spine.

The man's voice quivered. "Please. Tell me at least why. Why are you doing this?" His eyes, wide with terror, sought answers in Erik's face - a desperate attempt to comprehend the dire predicament he was in.

Erik's face remained an unreadable mask, offering no insight into his thoughts or motivations. He walked towards Max, each footstep reverberating ominously within the expansive room.

Max was conscious of the impending doom that hung over him. His mind was a whirlwind of panic, cursing his shapeshifting ability - an asset that was now utterly useless.

He knew he couldn't morph and flee; the masked man before him wouldn't hesitate to eliminate anyone within the mansion's confines.