Chapter 43: The Predator's Reign 2

With a steely gaze, I met Zeke's defiant stare, my lips curling into a chilling smile. "Let the games begin," I declared my voice a low, menacing growl that echoed through the courtyard.

Without a moment's hesitation, Zeke and his soldiers lunged forward, their movements quick and coordinated. But they were mere pawns in the face of my superior strength and cunning. As Zeke launched a ferocious attack, I effortlessly sidestepped his blow, my reflexes honed to lethal precision.

With lightning speed, I retaliated, each strike a calculated display of my dominance. My silver sword and razor-sharp claws sliced through flesh and bone with ruthless efficiency, leaving a trail of fallen soldiers in my wake.

Despite his valiant efforts, Zeke was no match for my prowess. With a single, decisive blow, I disarmed him, my blade poised threateningly at his throat.

"Give up, Zeke," I growled, my voice dripping with menace. "There is no escape from your fate."

But Zeke, stubborn to the end, refused t