Chaotic Battle (1)

A masked man in dark armor with sharp spikes on his shoulders could be seen sitting quietly in a dimly lit room, holding a small device in his hand. The room was quiet until the device suddenly beeped, and a hologram of a masked man appeared, projected from the screen.

"My Lord," the masked figure said with a slight bow.

"Has he appeared?" the armored man, referred to as Lord, asked.

"Yes, he has. He is currently fighting in the last stand against the Zombies," the man on the screen replied.

"Good. How is the arrangement? I trust everything is in order," the Lord inquired.

"Yes, my Lord. Everything is in place, just waiting for your command," the masked man confirmed.

"Good. Ensure there are no mistakes. The moment I give the order, execute the plan. There must be no room for error," the Lord warned, his voice cold and firm.