The unrelenting rain turned the alleyway into a primeval arena, where the two men, Nicolas and Zack, were engaged in a fierce battle with one other.The rain was relentless, pounding the earth, turning the ground to sludge, and setting the stage for a battle not just between two formidable opponents, but against the fury of nature itself.The stronger of the two, which was undoubtedly Nicolas appeared as a behemoth with shoulders as broad as the horizon to his opponent Zack.It was not just Zack who found him terrifying; Trevor Spanner did as well. That was how intimidating he appeared to be.In respect of the fact that he had a large amount of expertise in combat, the actions that he needed to take came so easily to him. Furthermore, given the heavy rain that was falling, it was not surprise that he took advantage of the weather.Each and every one of his movements was meticulously planned out, and his blows were pinpoint accurate and had the force of a thunderbolt, with each one hit

Nicolas drove back to his Blue Diamond Villa in his expensive Lamborghini sports car, a contemplative expression on his face as he did so.The heavy rain had relented, but it was only by a little difference, to the extent that it was almost unnoticeable. The residents of Stormwind City inside their rooms would barely be able to tell the difference in how the rain had lessened. They were most probably only waiting for the rain to completely stop falling before they stepped out and continued their activities.Nonetheless, Nicolas did not care a single bit about the heavy rain at all. On the contrary, he was completely occupied by the words Trevor Spanner.He never expected that the harmless decision he made to take a drive would lead to such a surprising and shocking discovery from Trevor Spanner. Still, he was glad that he made the decision that he did, otherwise he wouldn’t have run into Trevor Spanner and his goon so early.Nicolas tightened his grip on the steering wheel of his exot

The Clinton Group HQ, Stormwind City.The very luxurious lobby of the Clinton Group was buzzing with visitors, a blend of potential clients and partners moving quickly, all drawn to the company's skyrocketing success; after all who wouldn’t want to be associated with such a successful business group.The pretty receptionists managed a symphony of phone calls, their screens flickering with calendar alerts and emails that piled up faster than they could hit 'reply'.The business was on a different level than they usually handled before the Clinton Group rose to fame.The elevators pinged continuously, transporting employees to their respective battlegrounds, which was of course their offices.On every floor, open-plan offices buzzed with the clatter of keyboards, as marketers, developers, and strategists contributed to the growth of the business group with scary precision.The air crackled with the urgency of success, with every team member tuned to the frequency of 'get things done'.I

The moment Nicolas heard those words from Detective Oliver, his world instantly turned blank and the atmosphere in his luxurious study room instantly changed.His luxurious study room was naturally thick with the scent of mahogany and leather-bound books. A grand fireplace crackled softly in the background, its warm glow casting dancing shadows across the room.Naturally, in the heart of this opulent sanctuary, the room was filled with utter tension and agitation, and on the extremely handsome face of Nicolas, was the coldest expression he had ever had since he stepped foot into Stormwind City.His features were sharply cut, the kind of handsome that didn't just turn heads but stopped time itself. His glossy black hair, which was usually impeccably styled, now fell in slight disarray due to the hours he spent poring over different news articles and reports.His heart was currently ablaze with rage, but it wasn’t the regular rage, but the icy, merciless and ruthless rage the apex preda

The Clinton Group HQ, Stormwind City. The Clinton Group HQ, one of the most imposing building in the heart of Stormwind City, was just as busy as it usually was. The crowd in the very spacious and luxurious lobby, which was filled to the brim with both employees and business associates, their voices creating a loud din in the luxurious lobby. “I need to see Mr. Thomas, please ring up his secretary as soon as possible.” A well-dressed middle aged man said in a hasty voice to the pretty receptionist seated in front of him. The middle aged man was dark skinned, and was quite pleasant to look at, but there was currently a frustrated look on his pleasant features. It was quite obvious that he needed to talk to Mr. Thomas desperately. “You need to have a reservation with him before I can contact him for you sir.” The pretty receptionist rejected his request in a kind manner, her tone completely displaying her helplessness. After all, no matter how urgent it seemed for the middle aged ma