Zain stood tall amidst the carnage, his chest heaving with exertion as he surveyed his handiwork. Blood dripped from the blade in his hand, staining the ground crimson as he prepared for the next onslaught from the enemy who attacked him from behind.
The pin-drop silence spread across Rizi's control room as everyone's eyes widened in shock at the scene except Francesco who continued to guide Captain Evans in the attack.
"What in the holy HELL!" Zack exclaimed in shock seeing Zain in action of severing head after head as if plucking flowers in the garden. He would have never expected this guy to be so gore and brutal. At the moment, he lived up to his reputation as the tyrant that they knew before encountering him and knowing him personally.
