The Bank Vault Brawler
Heading through the Atm, they carried on walking down the hallway where a bright light could be seen.
The fact that they knew the combination to the Atm to allow themselves in was a clear and indisputable sign that they had received a legitimate invitation. They weren't just showing up; they were expected.
When the three of them finally headed out to the other side, the noise could be heard which was immense. The sound of the underground world hit them like a physical wave.
The entire venue was striking. There were bars set up around the edges, designed for the wealthy clientele. An elevated seating area circled the spectacle below, showcasing what was clearly the cage in the middle. Everything was dimly lit, creating a dramatic, dangerous atmosphere, and there was a man with a question mark masked on his face—the host—waiting for their arrival.
