Story 538: The Burning Titan

The Titan’s molten body shimmered in the heatwaves, its jagged form towering over the ruined city street. Each step it took left smoldering craters in the cracked pavement, and the horde of lesser zombies seemed emboldened by its presence, surging forward with renewed ferocity.

Captain Marcus Kane tightened his grip on the shotgun, the sweat from the oppressive heat mingling with the ash on his face. “Riley, give me a read on this thing.”

From her rooftop perch, Riley “Quick Shot” Bennett adjusted her scope, the glow of the Titan nearly blinding through her lens. “That thing’s armor looks fused to its skin. We’re gonna need more than bullets to drop it.”

“Blaze,” Marcus called, glancing at Jenna. “Think your flamethrower can handle that?”

Jenna “Blaze” Hart grinned, but her confidence wavered as the Titan let out a guttural roar, its glowing eyes locking onto the team. “I can try, but I’d rather not get close enough to find out.”