Under the blood-tinged glow of a moon struggling to break through dense clouds, the killing field was steeped in the pungent aroma of fading lives. The air was thick with the acrid smell of smoke and dust, the darkness interrupted only by flickering flames that cast long, twisted shadows. Amidst this chaos, a man moved with lethal precision, silent and fatal, each step exuding an unwavering confidence.

Ruy Fuerte—once a nameless villager, now a name that struck terror into the hearts of many&...