Kapitel 248: The Master of Puppets (2)

Everything shifted with lightning speed. The rhythmic cadence of conversation shattered into a chaotic crescendo. In an instant, the undead trio transformed into a fearsome trio of attackers, weapons brandished with deadly intent.

Saliva and vile fluids spewed from their decaying forms, a grotesque reminder of their corrupted existence. Time was a fleeting illusion as they lunged toward Damien, a cacophony of snarls and gnashing teeth.

There was no room for hesitation. Damien's instincts kicked in like a symphony's sudden crescendo. A roll to his left, a fluid movement that blurred the lines between man and shadow, placed distance between him and the charging undead. The grip on his surroundings was unyielding, every detail registering in his mind like a symphony of data.