Leo staggered through the darkness, the night concealing his entrance as he skillfully melded with the shadows. With each step, he fought against the throbbing pain of his battered body. Finally, he reached the entrance of his luxurious penthouse apartment, unlocking the door with shaky hands.
Inside, the dimly lit space greeted him with the soft glow of city lights filtering through the tall windows. He glanced around, ensuring he was alone before closing the door behind him. The torn and bloodied black kimono clung to his body, a testament to the fierce battle he had just fought. The penthouse was a sanctuary, his sanctuary, but at that moment, it felt like a distant dream.