"Get him" Dimitri says to his men and his was bond, Mike felt surreal in that moment and he knew that it was over.Mike found himself being dragged through corridors of Dimitri's mansion. His heart pounded in his chest, and a sense of dread gnawed at his insides as he realized the gravity of his situation. He had been caught, and now he was at the mercy of Dimitri and his ruthless henchmen.As they reached a nondescript door at the end of the hallway, Mike's captors pushed him inside, sending him sprawling onto the cold, hard floor. The room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from a single flickering light bulb dangling from the ceiling. Mike could barely make out the faces of his interrogators, but he could feel their menacing presence looming over him."Sit him down," Dimitri ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Two of his men roughly pulled Mike to his feet and forced him into a chair, binding his hands behind his back with thick, rough ropes. Mike gritted his teeth aga

The night was just like any other nights for omega as Dimitri's mansion bustled with activity. Armed guards patrolled the perimeter, their eyes sharp and vigilant as they prepared for the final assault. Inside the opulent walls of the mansion, Dimitri himself stood at the center of the chaos, barking orders to his men as they scrambled to execute his commands.The sound of engines roared in the distance as Dimitri's private jet sat on the tarmac, a sleek and formidable vessel ready to whisk him away to safety once his plan was set in motion. With a smug smile on his face, Dimitri surveyed the scene before him, confident in his ability to outmaneuver any threats that may arise.But just as the night seemed to settle into an uneasy calm, chaos erupted in a blaze of fire and smoke. Without warning, an RPG streaked through the night sky, hurtling towards Dimitri's private jet with deadly accuracy. The explosive impact tore through the aircraft, engulfing it in a raging inferno and sending

Viktor Petrovsk's voice cut through the silence like a knife. "Let's do this again," he declared, his words dripping with malice as he charged towards Mecca, his movements swift and merciless.Mecca braced herself for the onslaught, her muscles coiled with anticipation as she prepared to face her adversary once more. But even as Viktor closed the distance between them, she knew that this time would be different, that the stakes had never been higher.With a sickening thud, Viktor's blow connected with Mecca's scapula region, sending a wave of searing pain radiating through her body. She gritted her teeth against the agony, her vision swimming as she fought to maintain her footing.Before she could recover, another blow landed with brutal force, this time striking her nose with bone-shattering impact. Mecca cried out in pain, blood streaming from her battered nose as she struggled to regain her bearings.Viktor seized the opportunity, his fingers closing around Mecca's neck with a vice

Reed and the other scavenger operatives advanced on Dimitri's estate. And outside the interiors Ryan and his police squad with some Omega operatives, the floor with drowned in blood, bodies from both sides dropped as they fell and died.As they approached the inner part of the estate, Reed's heart pounded in his chest, his adrenaline surging as he braced himself for the coming fight. He knew that this would be their best chance to take down Dimitri and put an end to his reign of terror once and for all, but he also knew that the odds were stacked against them. Dimitri's men were well-trained and well-armed, and they would stop at nothing to protect their boss.As they pushed back Omega operatives inward, the sound of gunfire erupted around them, bullets whizzing through the air as they exchanged fire with Dimitri's men. Reed ducked behind the cover of the pavements, his heart racing as he returned fire with his own weapon, his muscles tense with adrenaline as he fought for his life.T

The clash between Reed and Dimitri reached a fever pitch as their weapons collided with a resounding clang. Reed's spear held firm against Dimitri's sword, each combatant striving to gain the upper hand in their deadly dance.With a swift sidestep, Reed narrowly avoided Dimitri's next strike, his movements fluid and precise. Seizing the opportunity, he launched himself forward, his foot connecting solidly with Dimitri's chest. The force of the blow sent Dimitri staggering backward, momentarily off balance.But Dimitri recovered quickly, his eyes flashing with fury as he retaliated with a swift counterattack. As Reed moved in for another strike, Dimitri caught his leg with lightning speed, his grip like a vice around Reed's calf.With a guttural cry of pain, Reed felt Dimitri's boot connect with his abdomen, the impact sending shockwaves of agony coursing through his body. He doubled over, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought to regain his composure.Dimitri loomed over him,