BLOODBOUND: The Wolf, The King and The Killer
“Once we move, there’s no going back. If they want war, we’ll give them hell.”
A chorus of low affirmations followed.
At the same time, Madame’s appointed strike commanders—the Black Crest elite—had received their orders. Each operative wore a helmet with a single black stripe down the center. They were faceless, nameless, loyal only to her. Two vans were loaded, weapons stacked, and plans detailed to the second.
The hospitals were already marked—generators, emergency exits, guard shifts. One unit would infiltrate through the underground parking, the other through the roof, using distraction tactics.