Man at War – Excerpt No. 186

15 March 2026

That would have ended horribly for everyone involved. Marc might have superior speed compared to a werewolf, but only for limited amounts of time. It would have run me down eventually and used me as a chew toy.

“You know, Sir,” Murphy said. “You’re the only commander I served under that seems to genuinely care about his men.”

That was quite a compliment, but Marc still had to tread lightly.

a surreal and vibrant cinematic photo of a large werewolf with sharp claws and teeth, illuminated by the soft glow of a full moon, using a vampire as a chew toy, the vampire dressed in a long black coat with a top hat, set against a backdrop of a foggy 1915 cityscape with old street lamps and cobblestone streets, the werewolf's fur a thick and lush gray and brown, its eyes glowing yellow in the dark, the vampire's skin pale and translucent, with a look of terror in its eyes, the scene captured in a photorealistic style with film grain, and a sense of dynamic movement, as if the werewolf is in mid-play, with the vampire's body bent and twisted in an unnatural pose.

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