The sound of fists and boots landing on flesh filled the dim underground room. A group of armed men circled a figure on the floor, raining blows without mercy. The man on the ground barely made a sound anymore. His body jerked with every hit, but he had long stopped fighting back. Blood pooled beneath him, dark and sticky against the cold concrete. The air smelled of sweat, rust, and iron. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting ugly shadows across the walls.

“Enough.”

The single word cut through the violence like a blade. The men immediately stopped and stepped back, breathing hard, some of them wiping blood from their knuckles. A...