“Bang!”
“Ah!” Lynn fell on her knees…………
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Chapter 4:
As the sound of the gunshot echoed through the air, a loud explosion emitted from the back of Lynn. She turned around as she was crouching down on the ground; her air-engine was exploded into pieces. “Oh, please tell me I’m hallucinating,” she murmured under her breath.
“Lucky for you Ms. Guardian, we could have sent you to hell for good,” said the assailant as a smirk hangs on his mouth. The other was nowhere to be found.
The said Guardian, stood up while she firmly placed her hand above the area of her right kidney, “Name’s Parker. Now stop talking and bring it on. I would not let you get away with this.” She took off her obi belt and coat. The coat was left stranded on the ground as she wrapped her wound with the belt.
“A brave one indeed; very well then. If death is what you want, then death is what you get.”
Therefore, begin a The Battle on the Damp Field.
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Everyone is on position; anytime now General Frost will give instruction for the ambush. Pin-drop silence surrounded them to ensure they are not detected by the suspects.
“Position check,” General Frost initiated.
“Check.”
“Check.”
“Check.”
“Very well then, do your work.”
As General Frost ended the word ‘work’ with his pronunciation of ‘k’, the squad barge in the house as ordered; at the same time, activating their host (weapon as a medium to use their Gailion). Soldiers broke in the house from windows of the room the suspects are in and some break the front and back door. Two suspects guarding the entrance was arrested in an instance.
The surprised suspects in the room fled upon the intrusion. “Back down!” ordered one them. They put up a fight in order to get out of the trap. With skills, both of them were also arrested with ease. General Frost came in the house after the arrests, “Four in total, okay then, bring them out. Sir, madams-” he said as he turn to the victims “you have no worries about your daughter, she’ll be brought back soon. Meanwhile then, we need your assistance in the investigation. If you may, please follow my officers.”
The victims and suspects were brought out. The soldiers have left the house. General Frost stood in the middle of the room for a few seconds after the soldiers departed before slowly heading downstairs. When he was walking towards the living room, he made a sudden move on unsheathing his host as he turned to his back. It seemed that there is a fifth suspect in the room. His host first transform to a metal cudgel. As it expands, General Frost aimed it at the head of the ambusher; giving it a dizzy head start. In a flash, the host trans-quip (transform equipment) to a karabela (dark curse) saber. The saber slashed through the ambusher’s thigh rendered him paralyzed. When the ambusher falls, General Frost send him one more of his ‘gift’; a hard kick that sending him flying back, thus hitting a cabinet.
He walked over to the all-bashed-up ambusher, squat beside him and said, “So there IS a fifth person in hiding. A vey good strategy, but not when you encounter me.”
General Frost went nearer to the ambusher, grabbed his collar single-handed and warned him, “Let me tell you something. I know what you are searching for. It is not for you to own; so, don’t you and your culprits ever dare to put your hands on it or the consequence shall not be good. It is destined to come back to my people.” He stood up, gave instruction for two soldiers to pick the fifth suspect up.
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General Frost rode on his air engine and connected his communicator to the one of Lt. Bones, “Lt. Bones, please update me on Ms. Parker.”
“Yes, sir.”
A while later, Lt. Bones update General Frost on the progress, “General, we are able to locate Ms. Parker’s air-engine. It was last detected at North Edge 1. I’ve forwarded the location to you.”
“What do you mean ‘last detected’?” asked General Frost.
“We could not locate her about 30 minutes ago, sir. The backup team is on the way there.”
“Lt. Bones, I’ll leave the rest to Lt. Zenile and you. I’m off to get her.”
“Yes, sir.”
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They were far away from where they begin the fight. At that point of time, Lynn was fighting a lance with a sword. Her coat was abandoned, blood slowly seeping through her obi belt and she had already lost her hair band in the midst of the battle.
“Give it up or you’ll lose your life for sure!” said the assailant as he continuously blocked her attack.
“I rather return to the soil than to ever let you off. Take this!!” she said as she launched another attack towards her enemy’s head. “Clang!!” the assailant blocked another of her attack.
“I have to finish this up now. My body can’t stand any longer with this amount of blood loss”
When Lynn was distracted by her own thought, the assailant kicked right on her abdomen sending her flying backward. “Swishh!” she landed into the pond. Angered by her carelessness, she stood up and yelled, “That’s it! Let’s end this once and for all!”
-To Be Continue-
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