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78. The Aftermath of the Call
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The Last Howl 80. The Golden Trap
The grand mahogany doors of the subterranean sanctuary gave way under Atlas's heavy boot with a resounding, thunderous crash.The squad poured through the breached entrance, weapons raised and eyes locked forward. Instead of cold, damp stone, they stepped onto plush velvet carpets and polished marble floors under glowing crystal chandeliers. King Valerius's underground sanctuary was an opulent fortress built to weather any storm, a sickening display of luxury tucked away beneath the blood and rot of a dying kingdom.At the far end of the hall, perched upon a raised dais beneath a vaulted archway, sat King Valerius. He looked eerily calm, resting his chin on his gloved hand while a dark glass of fine wine sat untouched on the armrest beside him."You took your time, Alexander," Valerius said smoothly, his deep, cultured voice echoing through the vast chamber. "I
The Last Howl 79. The Glass Graveyard
The air inside the subterranean research wing hit them like a wall of ice.It smelled heavily of formaldehyde, copper, and sterile chemical preservatives. As the squad stepped out of the freight lift into Sector Three's dark containment sector, the soft hum of cooling generators vibrated through the damp stone floor.Long, narrow overhead UV strips cast a sickly green glow over the vast chamber. Rising from the floor to the high ceiling were double rows of massive, cylindrical glass vats filled with murky liquid. Inside, suspended in motionless stasis, floated horrific specimens.They were mutated infected, their flesh grey, veins bulging like black cords under split skin, and jagged bone spurs bursting from their limbs. Thickets of clear plastic tubing were snaked into their necks and chests, pumping dark fluids directly into their dead hearts.
The Last Howl 78. The Aftermath of the Call
Third Person's POVThe air inside the communication hub tore open in a blinding flash of red fire and flying shrapnel.The heavy iron door buckled inward with a deafening screech, blasted off its hinges by the thermite breach charges. Thick grey smoke instantly rolled into the room, carrying the harsh stench of scorched metal and ozone."Get to the back! Move!" Alexander bellowed, his voice cutting through the ringing in everyone's ears.He didn't hesitate. Alexander stepped directly into the fiery breach, his assault rifle raised to his shoulder as he dumped a full magazine into the doorway. The thunderous reports echoed off the metal console walls, forcing the first wave of royal shock-troopers to hit the deck outside. Beside him, Commander Zorath leaned out from behind a server bank, firing precise bursts with his heavy tactical handgun to pin down the flankers."Denzel! Clear the freight lift!" Zorath shouted over the roar of gunfire, tossing a heavy silver access fob across the r
The Last Howl 77. The Voice of the Heir
The Seventh Floor corridor had become an absolute slaughterhouse of deafening gunfire, blinding plasma trails, and choked concrete dust. Plasma bolts slammed into the marble pillars, sending razor-sharp splinters flying through the air as Alexander and Atlas laid down heavy suppression fire to keep the main hallway clear.BANG! BANG! BANG!"Cover the left flank!" Denzel yelled over the ear-splitting roar of automatic rifles, firing both his tactical handguns into the dense smoke as three elite guards tried to charge through the wreckage.From the d
The Last Howl 76. Shadows in the Shafts
Third Person's POVThe narrow maintenance shaft was pitch-black, smelling heavily of damp concrete, hot machine oil, and ozone. Dust particles danced in the thin beams of light cutting through the metal grates overhead as the squad crept in single file toward the North Wing.Commander Zorath led the way, his beta senses flared to their absolute limit. Every few yards, he stopped, unclipped a small electronic bypass device from his tactical belt, and pressed it against the floor sensor nodes built into the metal catwalk. A quiet green chime indicated the pressure plates were temporarily offline, allowing the group to step forward without tripping the palace defense matrix.Directly above them, heavy military boots slammed against the steel floor."Search every sector!" A cold voice barked from above, echoing thro
The Last Howl 75. Rebellion
The heavy iron doors of the royal armory hissed shut behind them, cutting off the echoing blare of the distant palace alarms.Rows of tactical gear, reinforced chest plates, and heavy military weaponry lined the cold steel racks. High-caliber rifles glistened under the bright LED panels, alongside forged steel broadswords and tactical blades. After hours of stress, fighting, and surviving on raw adrenaline, the squad finally lowered their guards for a single, quiet breath.Alexander immediately took charge, his tall frame looming near the central weapons table as he inspected the squad. His grey eyes were sharp, filled with the cold focus of a general preparing for a long siege."Listen to me, all of you," Alexander ordered, his low voice carrying absolute weight across the room. "We stay together. No one wanders off alone, not even for a second. We don't know
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