Warning From the Shadows

The man didn't turn around. In the moonlight, his tall figure nearly merged with the night. An undeniable pressure radiated from him.

Gwen felt a bit anxious, repeatedly wanting to lift her head but managing to hold back. After a long silence, the man's voice finally broke through the quiet roadside, asking, "Is she doing well?"

His voice was melodious and pleasant, sounding relatively youthful,