Chapter 37: Infernal Bane I
Chapter 37: Infernal Bane I
"They were here..." Sir Elis Whiteman Jr. shouted to his captain, peering down at the wrecked drones before them. The scraps of metal were still hot. "Nice work if ya ask me. Very clean cuts. The kid must be a first-tier circle to handle the MK-90."
Kirr gave a low growl of displeasure and turned to his second in command. "What do you think Cal? Any chance they wt into the factory? Or—"
Cal, a thin man with teeth that shone like spun gold and a burn scar stretching over his right eye, shrugged. He tugged at his jerkin, spitting bile over the grass. "Well. If they tered the Factory, they'd just leave, right? There bloody kids, one long look, and they'll puke their fucking guts out." The bandit-like m laughed. " I'll say they wt in for a second or two and left."
"No tracks." Said Elis sharply, noting the absce of footsteps or disturbed grass. He glanced up at the setting sun, frowning. " And it'll be hard to track them at night. We are close, though, Captain. The Drones are still warm."
Kirr grimaced, galloping his steed towards the factory bridge. " Fine. We'll spd the night. But..." And his voice wt cold. "No one touches the toys within. There isn't time for that shit.
I want your minds hard, not your cocks.
The m laughed wryly, but complained. While there was disconttmt amongst the ranks, of them showed it. Their captain was always like this during a mission.
"Can we visit our moms!" One of the m following behind asked.
Kirr rolled his eyes." If she's not too busy taking cock."
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Elis yawned and glanced at Ron, his closest mate, as he moved through the halls, fiddling with his bracers. " What do you think?"
"About? "Responded Ron with a weary yawn.
Elis pulled closer to his ear. " You know. Will Kirr get in trouble wh the higher-ups find out that three drones were destroyed?"
"The fuck if I know." Spat Ron. "But it was the higher-ups that let that kid in without a leash. It's not our fault if the one that tered this hell was an elite. Did you see how he fucked up those drones? I'd just die." He grinned, elbowing his mate. " Shit was amazing though, wasn't it?"
Elis nodded without words. He was of a similar mind. While the MK-90 wasn't meant for battle, it was known for its sturdiness and speed. Merely cutting through its shell took both strgth and a fine weapon. He sighed, reaching to the panel of his room. "Are you sleeping with me, or will you—" He paused as the sliding door oped, revealing a small child resting in his room, curled up in sheets.
"What the... Is that."
"Y-Y-Yes. Please—"
Altair removed his sword from Elis' spine and stared him down as he buckled to his knees with great relief. Wh blood sprayed over the g as the young Prince severed his head without remorse or feeling. As if numb to death itself. He looked over at the bodies, frowning.
'I didn't absorb his soul...' He noted inwardly.
The boy sheath his sword and dragged the sleeping Reina to a corner before tossing the two bodies over her, dousing her with as much blood as possible.
"If she is found... This should give the illusion of death. Let's hope they don't check too close." Altair muttered, somewhat bothered by the level of exhaustion Reina carried. "I still can't believe she hasn't wok up yet. What a mess."
[Divine Sin ' Archeon' smiles in favor of your ruthlessness.]
[Divine Being 'She Who Hunts' nods in agreemt.]
[Divine Being 'Piercing Owl' ponders your plan of action]
Altair grinned, wiping the blood off his cheeks. He moved towards the door. "It's simple. They're all going to sleep soon. I'm going to pick them off one by one. I already made a mtal map of the layout earlier.
All I need to do is wait a few more hours." His grin turned cold as a serpt. He hopped down in the meditative position. "A few more hours... And I'll kill every last one of these slavers."
[Divine Sin ' Archeon' rises from his Throne of Brimstone to bellow with laughter.]
[DING]
[Sudd Mission!]
[Divine Sin Acheon demands you bathe in the blood of your emies. Slaughter everyone without mercy]
[Skill Reward: Infernal Bane]
[Do you accept]
A dark profundity pooled through the Prince's eyes, twisting into a killing intt as he gave a stoic nod.
"I accept."
FVN