Bab 191: Chapter 190- Ghost(3)

The fight had been raging for what felt like an eternity. The moonlight barely cut through the fog that had settled over the battlefield, casting long shadows across the cracked cobblestones.

Ethan's breath came in ragged gasps, his body bruised and bloodied from the relentless exchanges with the man in the dog mask.

Ethan's hand shook as it reached for the dagger at his side—his last weapon, his last chance. The crowbars had done their damage, and the blood soaking his clothes was enough to slow him down, but he wasn't out yet.

The dog-masked man smirked, clearly amused at Ethan's feeble attempt to fight back. "Still want to play?" he mocked, stepping closer with a slow, deliberate pace.

With a growl, Ethan gripped the dagger tighter, forcing himself to his feet. The pain in his legs and ribs was unbearable, but he refused to give in. He staggered forward, the dagger raised in a shaky hand.