Chapter 18 The Dance Of Shadows

• Nyssa moved like a wraith through the dimly lit corridors of Kalus’s lair, her every step silent and deliberate. The building was a labyrinth of dark hallways and hidden rooms, but she navigated it with the precision of a seasoned warrior. Her senses were on high alert, her mind focused on the mission at hand.
• Kalus watched her progress through the security cameras, his interest piqued. Her movements were graceful, almost poetic, as she dispatched his guards with deadly efficiency. He couldn’t help but admire her prowess, a smirk playing on his lips.
• “She’s quite the spectacle,” he mused, leaning back in his chair. The anticipation of their encounter sent a thrill through him. “Captain Rapture, let’s see what you’re made of.”