Falcon, a whirlwind of silver fury, ripped through the warehouse rafters. Lee's men, once cocky predators, now cowered before his righteous wrath. Each punch, each kick, was a blow against betrayal, a war cry against a web of twisted lies.
He burst through a final partition, his heart hammering against his ribs. But the sight that greeted him wasn't the sweet solace of Aurelia's face, but a clash of shadows and steel. In the center of the cavernous space, Aurelia, a warrior queen bathed in moonlight streaming through a broken skylight, fought with equal ferocity against two cloaked figures – Snake, the embodiment of darkness, and Serena, her crimson cloak billowing like a malevolent flame.
Fury, hot and blinding, surged through Falcon. He roared, a primal howl that echoed through the rafters, and launched himself into the fray. His silver wings glinted in the moonbeams, a beacon of defiance amidst the encroaching darkness.
