Sam remained crouched on the ground, paralyzed by fear, his breaths shallow and rapid. Yet, curiosity mingled with his terror, compelling him to steal a cautious glance at the scene unfolding before him.
What he saw was nothing short of terrifying.
Jude, once a familiar comrade, now stood transformed into a formidable figure, his presence commanding the attention of all who beheld him. Every line of his body exuded a primal power, his gaze piercing through the darkness with an intensity that sent shivers down Sam's spine.
As if sensing the weight of Jude's looming presence, the infected ones faltered, their frenzied movements grinding to a halt. In that moment, they appeared as mere pawns in a grander scheme, a force of nature rendered powerless before the undeniable aura of Jude's being.
