As Alessandro closed his eyes, bracing for the inevitable, the Shadow Wolves unleashed a volley of gunfire. Three bullets ripped through the air, finding their mark with brutal accuracy.
The first bullet: slammed into his upper chest, just below his left collarbone. The impact sent a searing pain radiating through his shoulder and down his arm.
The second bullet: tore through his abdomen, a burning, agonizing sensation that stole his breath away.
The third bullet: struck his right thigh, severing muscle and shattering bone. His leg buckled beneath him, sending him crashing to the ground. Three bullets. Three agonizing wounds. Three reasons why darkness began to claim him.