Vultures

Kai, locked in battle with the one-eyed juggernaut, immediately sensed the arrival of a series of armed figures.

But he didn't care.

The air was thick with the iron-sweet stench of blood, and his heart thundered with ecstasy. Dominique was giving Kai a run for his money in a close, intense battle. His thoughts were fractured, running wild, and all he wanted to do was fight and kill.

'She's a strong one... so I can finally go all out.'

He moved like a blur, blood armour shifting around him like tendrils - flexible, durable, alive - bolstering every strike, redirecting every blow. His fists slammed into Dominique's enhanced frame like hammers meeting steel, the sheer shock of impact cracking the air like thunder.