The battlefield erupted into chaos the moment both sides collided, the open field turning instantly into a storm of violence as the Iron Wolves and Crimson Syndicate clashed with brutal force under the dim glow of the moon, steel meeting steel, fists crashing into bodies, and gunfire tearing through the night air like thunder.At first, it looked like the Iron Wolves might actually hold.Even though they were outnumbered, they fought like men who had nothing left to lose but everything to protect, their movements sharper, more disciplined, each strike landing with precision as they broke through the first wave of Crimson Syndicate fighters, bodies dropping into the dirt as Victor moved through the battlefield like a storm, his presence alone shifting the momentum wherever he stepped.Beside him, Michael was no less terrifying.He moved with controlled brutality, intercepting attackers mid-charge, disarming one man before snapping his arm with a single twist, then driving him into the

Darius and Victor collided again in the middle of the battlefield, their fight dragging into something far more brutal than a simple exchange of strength as both men traded punches that echoed with bone-deep impact, neither willing to give even an inch, blood already streaking across their faces and arms as the chaos of war continued roaring around them.Victor suddenly grabbed Darius by the collar with raw force and drove him backward, slamming his head repeatedly against the side of the armored truck with a heavy, metallic bang that rattled the entire structure, each impact sending a shock through Darius’s body as Victor refused to let up, his expression hardened by rage and desperation.But Darius wasn’t finished.Even while pinned, he twisted sharply and drove a brutal elbow into Victor’s ribs, forcing him back just enough to break the pressure, then followed up with a sharp punch to Victor’s jaw that snapped his head to the side, staggering him briefly as both men separated for a