Chapter 31: Venerability

Their bodies clashed, the sound of their struggle echoing through the chamber, a clash of violence. Asher fought with an unyielding strength, fueled by a desperate determination to defy his captor and reclaim his freedom.

The hooded man, his face contorted with rage, retaliated with equal fervor. Each strike he delivered held a sadistic delight, relishing in the infliction of pain. Blood oozed from their wounds, mixing with sweat and tears as their battle intensified.

Asher, his body battered and bruised, refused to surrender. He refused to allow this deranged man to dictate his fate any longer. Summoning what little reserves of energy he had left, he launched a powerful blow that sent the hooded man stumbling backward, momentarily stunned.

In that fleeting moment of vulnerability, Asher seized his chance. He sprinted towards the chamber's exit, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't look back—didn't dare to—but he knew he had to outrun his pursuer if he had any hope of escape.