Dishonored To Dominance: Marcus Rise

THE SACRIFICE

The air was thick with tension as Marcus and his team prepared for the counterattack. They huddled together in a dimly lit alley, their faces etched with determination but marred by grief. The loss of Ryan still hung heavily over them, a palpable reminder of the stakes they faced.

“Marcus, we need to make a decision,” Evelyn said, her voice steady yet laced with concern. “If we’re going to hit back, we need to do it soon before they regroup.”

“Agreed,” Marcus replied, glancing at each of his teammates. “But we need to have a solid plan. We can’t just charge in blindly like last time.”

Max nodded, his brow furrowed. “We should divide our forces. Some of us can create a distraction while the rest hit them from behind. It might give us the upper hand.”

“I like that idea,” Felicity chimed in, her fingers flying over her tablet as she assessed the situation. “If we can draw their attention away, we might be able to take out their command center and cripple their operations.”

“That’s a good