Post by Bianca Sabbato on Jun 6, 2021 17:43:41 GMT -5
As I checked the figure clad in black, I noticed how another, now a blonde woman, made her way towards the roof... Great, well, at least I hoped that was all of the enemies. Wouldn’t want any more of those fuckers crawling from under the rugs.
-Suspicious individuals on the roof...- I whispered into my wrist, making sure to keep the channel open so I could ask for reinforcements or give a report of the situation if needed.
Standing on the roof of the train against the cold winds of the mountain, I took advantage of the momentary reprieve to get my breath in check again. My aura was at around 20%. So there was a realistic chance I would have to fight without aura. Wich was not ideal, but there was nothing I could do about it.
This was not a situation in which I could afford to run away unless absolutely necessary. With how many hostages the terrorist had on the train. And with us still unsure about their objectives, there were simply too many loose ends to risk letting them go without a fight.
Of course, if they were as strong as Jet, I would have to relent one way or the other... But I highly doubted it, to be honest. Any group with so many strong people wouldn’t even waste their time with this train and simply attack Mistral itself.
Nevertheless, I was now faced with an uncomfortable prospect. I didn’t know if both were enemies, or if one of them (likely the blonde) was a hostage, or what exactly was the deal with them. And since they still hadn’t attacked me as Jet had, there was a chance that I could convince them to give up without fighting.
It was a long shot, but maybe one that was worth the try. It was clear that something could happen at any second, so I hoped for the best but prepared for the worst.
-You have five seconds to lay on the ground if you don’t intend to fight-
I called out while pointing at them with my spear. That would be my first and last warning.
In front of me, a rock projectile the size and shape of a pencil hovered, already spinning on its axis to gain penetrative power. My control over it both pushed it forward with all of my mental strength. And barely restrained it with an opposing force. Aiming to apply a spring effect on it.
In less than a second, it was ready. I had tested that attack, being enough to pierce through a plate of carbon steel by itself.
That was on the front, behind them, where they hopefully wouldn’t catch sight of it. I set another big ass weapon. Controlling both attacks was hard, so the second one wouldn’t be nearly as effective as the first projectile, but it would serve to blindside them if necessary.
It was basically a big-ass shuriken, spinning fast and keeping up at the same speed as the train. That would strike them from behind if I wished so. Lastly, I used my resting time to set one of my grenades to stealthily creep on them from a side of the train.
The seconds stretched almost in slow motion. On the edge of my vision, I could see Vardeen looking ready to fight as well, so I felt a little more confident about the fight.
I believed her to be a melee fighter with that ominous semblance of hers. So I would prioritize targetting the girl in the back, for now, the blonde one.
Needless to say, if they decided to attack me or do something funky, I would have no mercy. Same if the time elapsed and they had made no effort to comply. It sounded rough, but it was the least I could do. If they were innocent but got killed due to their stupidity... It would be a tragedy, but I couldn’t risk jeopardizing the whole operation because I wasn’t able to move when I was supposed to.
Any second now...
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