The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

Clutching the key in her pocket, she fixated on the TV screen, determined to seize any chance to escape that night.

The Twilight Dimness lay in the most hidden corner of the city.

As neon lights flickered, desire and danger wove an invisible net, ensnaring anyone who dared enter.

Did you hear that? Tonight, theres a major event at Twilight Dimness.

Its rumored to be a matter of life and death involving a high-profile figure, the bartender murmured as he polished a glass, leaning towards a patron.

A life and death gamble? How can they sanction such perilous games these days? The customer, taken aback, nearly dropped his glass.

Dont be so dramatic. Its a showdown between a man and a beast, the hallmark spectacle of Twilight Dimness.

From the corner, a flamboyant woman interjected with a hint of scorn, If you win, you gain glory and riches; if you lose, youre doomed to the darkness of the beast farm forever.

Meanwhile, Remington and Conor, now dressed in nondescript attire, mingled with the crowd.

Remingtons expression was tense, his senses heightened to their surroundings, while Conor appeared visibly distressed by the environment.

Sir, are we just milling about like this? if anyone realizes were.

Before he could finish, Remington cut him off, Everyone here is seeking amusement.

If we appear too vigilant, well be discovered soon enough.

Just pretend were here to enjoy the games at the beast farm.

Yes, sir.

The two ventured deeper through the shadowy corridor, passing several closed doors that hinted at concealed secrets.

Eventually, they reached an iron gate-the covert entrance to the beast farm.

Sir, please show me your invitation, demanded the burly doorman, his gaze sharp and unwavering.

Remington responded with a smile, silently slipping a stack of cash into the doormans hand.

The stern look in the mans eyes softened immediately. Come in, two distinguished guests.

Inside the beast farm, dim lighting mingled with the clamor and excitement of the crowd.

In the central circular arena, a fierce battle was poised to commence.

Remington and Conor wove through the crowd, searching for any sign of Hannah and Bryson.noveldrama

Look, thats the man who is going to fight the beast tonight! a gruff voice announced.

ALL eyes followed his pointing finger to a tall, striking figure shackled by iron chains-it was Bryson! Well… Conors eyes widened in disbelief, struggling to comprehend how Bryson had found himself in such a perilous plight.

Remington raised a hand to silence him.