As Lenny raced through the sky, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The revelation about Lady Vinegar troubled him deeply. The idea that she might be suffering, trapped within her own undead body, was a torment he couldn't ignore. His feelings for her had always been complex, a mixture of gratitude, guilt, and an undeniable connection they had shared.
Arriving at Victor's coordinates, Lenny found himself amidst a battlefield of chaos and destruction. The air was thick with the stench of decay and the sounds of battle. Victor, in his werewolf form, was a fierce sight, engaged in a deadly dance with Governor Momoa, now a grotesque undead.
Lenny didn't waste a moment. He plunged into the fray, his power manifesting as brilliant white flames that incinerated the undead that dared to come near him. His eyes, however, were constantly searching for Lady Vinegar amidst the chaos.