The squad leaders immediately understood.
"If we break through there, we'll reach the inner wall."
Vikram nodded.
"Exactly."
He raised his weapon high.
"First and Second Squads, open the path. Third Squad, protect the flanks. Fourth Squad, rescue the wounded as soon as we reach the walls. Fifth Squad, stay with me."
The warriors moved into position without hesitation.
"Attack!"
A deafening howl echoed across the mountains.
Hundreds of werewolves rushed down the slope like a silver tide.
The zombies never expected an assault from that direction. Before they could react, the First and Second Squads smashed through their outer ranks. The battlefield instantly descended into chaos.
—
Vikram stood alone at the front of the battlefield, his towering silver werewolf form radiating an oppressive aura. His crimson eyes remained locked on the gigantic zombie standing before him.
The Armored Colossus.
