By the time Elias reached the VIP lounge at the back, the music had reached a fever pitch. He stood alone amidst the wreckage of the finest establishment in the district. He wiped a spray of red from his cheek, his breath hitching in the quiet that followed the storm.
He stepped into the main hall. The music—a distorted, driving synthwave beat—hit him like a physical blow. Five guards reached for their holsters. Elias didn't give them the chance. He launched the pool cue like a javelin, pinning a guard’s shoulder to the mahogany bar. Gra Paint the Town Red PC Download
He vaulted over a poker table, scattering cards and cold hard cash into the air. He grabbed a heavy crystal ashtray mid-air and slammed it into the temple of a charging enforcer. The environment was his armory. A chair became a shield; a billiard ball became a projectile; a steak knife from the buffet became a surgical tool of chaos. By the time Elias reached the VIP lounge