I cut through the battlefield, brutal, efficient—every move calculated, every kill a necessity.
One enemy raised their weapon.I didn’t hesitate. "Wrong choice."
Another lunged.I intercepted. "Slow. Weak and now dead."
Gunfire, explosions—I barely flinched
Then i finally found you
I exhaled, bloodied but steady,my tone shifting slightly. "You good?"
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