Zombie Domination

The sounds of battle echoed through the ruined office as Gabriel and Darius faced off against the towering, snarling figure of Brandon in his werewolf form. Both men staggered slightly, their breathing ragged, the poison coursing through their veins sapping their strength with every heartbeat. Darius clenched his jaw. "When... did you poison us...?"

Brandon chuckled darkly, fangs glinting in the moonlight streaming through the shattered windows. "You fools were too comfortable in your little fortress. The food you ate, it was laced with my poison. Everything was planned down to the smallest detail."

"You... coward... using cheap tricks!" Darius spat, wiping blood from his lips.

Gabriel laid a steadying hand on Darius’s shoulder. "Calm yourself. We still have a chance. Support me, I will need your shield."

Darius straightened, eyes fierce. "I’m ready, sir!"

Brandon let out a low growl, his claws flexing. "Surrender now. You’re only prolonging the inevitable."

Gabriel’s eyes blazed with determination as he activated his skill [Titanic Surge]. His muscles swelled, veins bulging as his arms and torso grew to monstrous proportions, his right arm expanding like a living battering ram. He slammed his enormous fist toward Brandon, the impact shaking the floor.

"You’ll have to kill us before we let you have this shelter!" Gabriel roared.

Brandon met the strike with his own savage power, claws slashing against Gabriel’s enlarged limbs. Sparks flew as Darius’s shimmering [Shield Force] barrier flickered to life, deflecting a vicious swipe aimed at Gabriel’s head.

The office turned into a warzone, desks splintered, walls cracked, and stone chips flew as titanic blows landed. Gabriel’s massive fists kept pounding at Brandon, who weaved and countered with lightning-fast claw strikes. The werewolf’s snarls filled the room as he searched for an opening.