Church task force arrives
Perched upon a rocky plateau overlooking the warehouse, Leo's gaze remained fixed on the unfolding events below. His eyes, sharp and perceptive, absorbed every detail of the battle that had erupted within the illusory garden. The moon cast an ethereal glow upon the scene, casting long shadows that danced amidst the ruins of the transformed space.
A rare sense of admiration flickered within Leo as he watched the hitmen from the order display their formidable prowess. Their coordination and precision were evident in every movement, every strike that they executed. It was clear that these individuals were no ordinary adversaries, and their strength was undeniable.
As he observed their skillful maneuvers and relentless determination, a faint smile played upon Leo's lips. He appreciated the challenge they presented, the way they forced him to adapt and strategize. Their presence was a testament to the caliber of threats he faced in his position as the Underworld leader.