The Hero's Bane

The terrorists felt their hearts jump up their throats. What kind of human could shatter a thirty-inch reinforced wall by walking through it?

The leader among them, Randy, didn’t even think twice before unleashing his Minigun. The others, who carried Automatic Browning Rifles, also opened fire on the individual who burst through the northern wall.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat-tat

Their weapons went off in short bursts, discharging hellish fire and lead. Smoke filled the air and used bullet shells showered down like rain. The girls, who couldn’t understand what was happening, shrieked at the top of their voices.

After thirty seconds of onslaught, Randy held up his hand to signal his men to stop. As their gunfire ceased and the smoke dissipated, he let out a satisfied grunt.

“Whoever he was, however strong he was, underestimated the firepower of Monolith. Now let’s see what remains of his corpse.”