The night was draped in a heavy, unsettling silence that blanketed Mumbai's deserted outskirts. Inside a dimly lit warehouse, the stale air hung thick, and the faint hum of the city was only a distant memory. Amidst the cracked concrete floor, blood pooled around a lifeless figure - a man bound in heavy steel chains, his bruised face telling a story of torture and surrender. Above him loomed Aryan Rathore, a figure of ruthless determination, his cold gaze fixed on the man he had come to eliminate.