Infected

He deactivated the communicator and began his descent into the city. The streets were quiet, the early morning light casting long shadows. He moved with purpose, his senses alert for any sign of his target.

As he approached a central plaza, Abomination paused, sensing a familiar presence. He looked around, his eyes scanning the area. There, standing in the open, was Lucas, flanked by Spark and Steven. They had sensed his approach and were ready to face him.

Lucas stepped forward, his expression calm but determined. "Abomination," he called out, his voice steady. "This ends now."

Abomination grinned, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "Indeed it does," he replied, stepping into the plaza. "But it won't end the way you think."