Adrian’s heart pounded like a war drum as the ground beneath him trembled. Victor’s lair was in chaos, crumbling walls and debris turning the once menacing fortress into a deadly maze. The air was thick with the acrid scent of smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Shouts and the clash of steel echoed around them.
“Stay close, everyone!” Adrian commanded, his voice resolute despite the turmoil. He scanned the chaos, searching for his comrades amidst the dust and shadows. “We can’t let Victor escape again.”
Liam appeared at his side, his face smeared with grime, eyes burning with determination. “We need a plan, Adrian. This is madness.”
Adrian nodded, gripping his sword tighter. “We’ll flank them. Emma, take the left with Nora. Liam, you’re with me on the right. We corner them, no matter what.”
Emma’s face, usually so composed, was pale but fierce. “Understood,”
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