The sound of a gunshot echoed through the room… but that bullet hadn’t been fired from the masked men’s guns, nor had Dhruv pulled the trigger. In fact, just a second before Dhruv could shoot and before the masked man fired, another shot rang out from near the doorway of the room.

That bullet pierced straight through the forehead of the first masked man who had been aiming at Dhruv. The moment the bullet hit him, not even a scream escaped his mouth. His eyes rolled back instantly, and he collapsed to the floor, drenched in blood.