The VIP room of the Red Lotus Lounge was quiet, except for the faint hum of music coming from the main floor. Erik stood there, his sword in hand, his breath heavy with exertion. His eyes were fixed on Achim's lifeless body lying on the ground, blood staining the plush carpet beneath him.
"Finally, this matter has been settled." Erik sighed. "Now things should go back to norm-"
Just as Erik was about to turn and leave the room, the door creaked open, and a waitress entered with a tray of drinks. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in the scene before her. She uttered a piercing scream and dropped the tray, the drinks spilling onto the floor as she turned to run.
<Fuck…>
Erik's masked face revealed nothing as he watched the woman flee from the room in terror. He knew he had to leave quickly before the authorities arrived.