Dishonored To Dominance: Marcus Rise

CLASH IDEALS

The night air was thick with tension. The helicopters had circled above, their spotlights sweeping over the clearing, but they had disappeared just as quickly as they’d arrived. The silence that followed was unnerving. Marcus and his team stood in the clearing, weapons drawn, hearts pounding. They knew what was coming.

Evelyn glanced at Marcus, her voice barely a whisper. “It’s too quiet. He’s close.”

Marcus nodded, his eyes scanning the trees. “He wants us to feel it. The anticipation. He wants us to be afraid.”

Jason swallowed hard, gripping his gun tightly. “Well, it’s working.”

Suddenly, a figure stepped out from the shadows, flanked by a group of soldiers. Kane.

“Marcus,” Kane’s voice echoed through the clearing. “I must say, I didn’t expect you to last this long. You’ve been quite the thorn in my side.”

Marcus squared his shoulders, his jaw tight. “I’m not here to make this easy for you, Kane. You’ll have to work for it.”

Kane chuckled, the sound cold and hollow. “Work for it? O