Army of 300-

The defening roar of gunfire echoed through the room.

Lucian's AK-47 spat bullets relentlessly, the muzzle flashing in blinding bursts.The sound of destruction filled his ears BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! TKK! TKKK! until, suddenly, the chaos subsided. Click. The magazine was empty.

Smoke curled from the weapon's barrel, and Lucian's chest heaved with the effort of his fury. His bloodshot eyes scanned the room, burning with unrelenting anger.

Before him lay a man's body, or what remained of it. The relentless, point-blank onslaught had left the corpse unrecognizable. Flesh torn to shreds, the man was barely human anymore. There had been no time for the target to react no time to beg, plead, or run. The end had come swiftly, mercilessly.

Lucian's breathing slowed for a moment as the tension in his muscles lessened. But then his gaze shifted."Rose."

He dropped the gun. It clattered to the floor, forgotten.