The lights flicker and scream erupts through the crowd. Before anyone can react, the main doors burst open and more than 300 men with guns rush in. They wear black clothes, their faces covered. Their boots stomp on the marble floor as they raise their guns at every guest

Panic spreads like fire. People scream. The priest falls backward. Samraat punches one of the attackers but another man smashes a gun against his head, and blood pours down his temple.