Eternoro’s Guardian slips into the heavily guarded gold vault

In the dead of night, Eternoro’s Guardian slips into the heavily guarded gold vault, his black cloak merging with the shadows. Alarms scream as guards—both corrupt and righteous—charge at him, but he moves like smoke, weaving through bullets and blades with inhuman precision. With a flick of his wrist, golden threads lash out, binding enemies in their own failure.

Breaking through the final steel doors, he seizes the gold, the prized denim, and—unexpectedly—the woman who never belonged to either side. As explosions rock the vault behind him, he vanishes into the darkness, leaving only a single, glimmering thread behind—a reminder that legends never fall.