Dishonored To Dominance: Marcus Rise

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“Look at you, Marcus,” the official sneered, circling him like a predator. “A fallen soldier reduced to nothing. You think you can stop what’s already in motion?”

“Nothing is in motion that I can’t stop,” Marcus shot back, his fists clenched at his sides.

The official lunged forward, throwing a punch that Marcus narrowly dodged. “You think you’re still a hero? You’re just a washed-up has-been!”

“Better a has-been than a coward hiding behind a desk,” Marcus replied, pivoting to land a kick to the official’s side.

The man grunted but quickly recovered, grabbing Marcus’s arm and twisting it behind his back. “You’re strong, I’ll give you that. But strength won’t save you now!”

Marcus shifted his weight, breaking free from the hold. “You underestimate me. You’ll regret this.”

With a swift motion, he turned and aimed a punch at the official’s jaw. It connected, sending him staggering back. “Regret? I thrive on it!” the official spat, wiping blood from his mouth.

“Then you’ll love what’s com