Bab 18: Chapter 18: Confrontation
Amon, after tailing the enforcer for over an hour, finally spots him entering a large house nestled near a wildlife park. Using the cover of the trees, Amon approaches stealthily, keeping his gaze fixed on the scene unfolding through the open window.
Inside, the enforcer's voice booms, breaking the tense silence.
"Alright, who's next in line?" the enforcer's rough voice echoed.
Amon's heart sinks as he observes a group of young girls, their ragged clothes and tear-stained faces painting a picture of despair. With a heavy thud, the enforcer drops his hammer, causing the girls to flinch in unison, their eyes wide with fear.
"Please, not me... I-I can't..." one of the girls pleads softly.
"No one's gonna answer? Fine, I'll pick then," the enforcer growls menacingly.
With deliberate steps, the enforcer advances toward the trembling girls, his presence casting a shadow of terror over them. He grabs one of the girls by her hair, dragging her toward a nearby table with cruel indifference.
"Let me go! Please, I don't want this..." another girl cries out, her voice trembling with fear.
"Shut up, you worthless brat!" the enforcer bellows, his voice filled with malice.
"Somebody, please help us!" one of the girls screams in desperation, her voice cracking with emotion.
The enforcer's callous laughter fills the room, drowning out the desperate cries for help as he continues his relentless advance.
Amon's fists clench in frustration as he watches, his resolve solidifying with each passing moment. Determined to end this injustice, he braces himself for the confrontation ahead, knowing that he cannot stand idly by while innocent lives hang in the balance.
Amon's fists clenched as he glared at the enforcer, his anger bubbling beneath the surface. "How dare you," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
The enforcer, still recovering from the punch, chuckled weakly. "Who the hell are you?" he spat, his hand gingerly touching his bruised jaw.
Amon's eyes narrowed, his calm demeanor belying the fury coursing through him. "Shut up, you animal," he retorted sharply.
The enforcer laughed derisively. "So you're a hero, huh?" he sneered. "Aren't we all animals?"
With deliberate movements, the enforcer made his way to the other side of the room, his gaze never leaving Amon. He picked up his weapon, a sinister glint in his eyes. "When someone ruins my fun, that's what makes me the most angry," he snarled. "Don't expect to be leaving here alive."
Amon scoffed, a smirk playing on his lips despite the tension in the air. "Hahaha, no way a brute as ugly as you thinks he can touch me," he taunted. "Basing it on how ugly you are, no wonder girls avoid you and you have to keep them trapped," he continued, his words dripping with disdain.
The enforcer's face contorted with rage, his fists clenched tightly around the weapon as he stormed toward Amon, ready to unleash his fury.
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
stone