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Iron Wolves Vs the Crimson Syndicate
Darius and his men arrived like a moving tide of steel and shadow, the sound of engines rumbling across the open field before the vehicles finally came to a slow, deliberate stop under the pale moonlight, revealing rows upon rows of Crimson Syndicate forces pouring out with disciplined precision, their presence alone bending the atmosphere of the battlefield.At the center of it all, Darius Vex sat comfortably on the roof of an armored truck, one leg hanging loosely over the edge as if the entire war unfolding beneath him was nothing more than entertainment meant for his amusement. Behind him stretched his full force—nearly a thousand men standing in formation, armed and ready, their confidence visible in the way they smirked, exchanged quiet laughs, and glanced toward the smaller Iron Wolves line with open disdain, as though victory had already been decided before a single blow was exchanged.To them, the difference was obvious.The Iron Wolves looked outnumbered, outmatched, and sur
They are here
Michael felt it—the weight of what was coming pressing down on his chest—but he didn’t argue, didn’t hesitate, because fear or not, his loyalty was already decided, and he gave a firm nod. “Alright,” he said. “I trust you.”Victor didn’t waste another second. “Mobilize everyone,” he ordered, his tone sharp and commanding now, every trace of hesitation gone. “Every single man. No exceptions. Recall those on external assignments, shut down minor operations, I want all Iron Wolves present.” He paused briefly, then added, “And we’re not fighting here.”Michael frowned slightly. “The hotel?”Victor shook his head. “This place is my business, not a battlefield. I’m not letting Darius turn it into rubble.” His eyes narrowed as he thought for a second. “There’s an abandoned field on the outskirts—old industrial land, no civilians, no structures worth protecting. That’s where we’ll meet them.”“You want to… invite them?” Michael asked, slightly surprised.Victor’s lips curved into a faint, col
Prepare For War
After Darius and his men left, the office fell into a heavy silence that lingered longer than it should have, the faint hum of the city outside no longer feeling distant but pressing against the glass like a reminder of what was coming, and for the first time since the meeting began, Victor’s composure cracked slightly as he leaned back in his chair, running a hand slowly across his face while his thoughts raced.He wasn’t naïve.Darius hadn’t come to bluff.The Crimson Syndicate wasn’t just another faction you could negotiate with or intimidate into backing down, they were larger, stronger, and far more ruthless, and while the Iron Wolves held their place among the four most powerful groups in South City, everyone knew the truth—they were the smallest of the four, with fewer than five hundred men compared to the Syndicate’s thousand, and in a direct clash, numbers alone would already put them at a serious disadvantage.Victor exhaled slowly, then reached for his phone without hesitat
I’ll give you a chance to leave South City
That evening at Bright Star Hotel, Victor Crane sat in his office behind a wide glass desk, the city lights stretching endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, his posture relaxed but focused as he reviewed reports and signed off on documents, because running one of the biggest hotels in the city wasn’t just about reputation, it demanded constant attention, precision, and control, and despite everything happening in the underground world, he still handled his legitimate empire with the same discipline.A soft knock came at the door before one of his staff stepped in, slightly tense. “Boss… Darius Vex is here to see you.”Victor’s pen paused mid-signature.His eyes lifted slowly.“Darius?” he repeated, a faint frown forming on his face, confusion mixed with irritation because that wasn’t a name that showed up casually, especially not in his territory.After a brief pause, he leaned back slightly in his chair. “Let him in.”Moments later, the door opened again, and Dari
The Sovereign wants you to kill Victor Crane
A few minutes later, the warehouse had been cleaned up with unsettling efficiency, the blood wiped away, the body removed, and the heavy scent of iron masked slightly by cheap air freshener, as if nothing had happened there at all, while a table and two chairs were set at the center of the room, giving the space an almost businesslike appearance that contrasted sharply with what had taken place moments earlier.Lucan was brought in without delay.He stepped in calmly, his movements measured, his expression neutral yet carrying a quiet authority that made even Darius’s men instinctively straighten, because unlike the usual visitors, this one didn’t look around in curiosity or discomfort, he walked in like a man who already understood where he was and what kind of people he was dealing with.Darius took his seat first, leaning back slightly as one of his men poured drinks into two glasses and placed them on the table between them, the faint clink of glass the only sound before the room
Darius Vex
Somewhere in South City, far from the polished lights of the upper districts, in a dim warehouse that looked gritty and smelled like dried blood, a group of men stood in a loose circle, their attention fixed on a heavy black sack hanging from a rusted hook like a punching bag, swaying slightly from repeated impact, while low muffled groans leaked out from within it, barely human anymore.At the center of it all stood a man in his early thirties—tall, broad-shouldered, bald, his skin marked with thick, dark tattoos that crawled across his arms and neck like scars given form. He wore nothing but a worn singlet and dark trousers, his presence alone enough to keep everyone around him quiet.This was Darius Vex, leader of the Crimson Syndicate.He held a cigarette between his fingers, taking one last slow drag as the tip burned bright in the dim light before he flicked it to the ground and crushed it under his foot without even looking down. Then he stretched out his hand casually, and one
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