Dishonored To Dominance: Marcus Rise

EXPLOSION

Marcus ducked behind a crumbling wall as bullets whizzed past his head. The base was in chaos, the walls rattling with each explosion. He glanced at the timer on his wrist — twenty minutes until the entire place went up in flames.

Kane's voice crackled through the earpiece.

Kane: "You’re running out of time, Marcus. You can't win this. The explosives are set. You lose, I win."

Marcus gritted his teeth, his mind racing. The base was rigged, and if he didn’t stop it soon, hundreds of lives would be lost — including his own.

Marcus: "Kane, you’re insane. Do you even hear yourself? You’re going to kill everyone, including your own people."

Kane laughed, a harsh, cold sound that sent a shiver down Marcus’s spine.

Kane: "There’s no place for weaklings in the new world. If they die, so be it. It’s necessary for the greater good."

Marcus crouched lower, peeking over the edge of the wall to assess the battlefield. His team was scattered, pinned down by Kane’s soldiers. They were outnumbered an