[music]Magnus looked up at the dark figure looming over him, blotting out the sun concealing all but his silhouette.
Spending this much blood to regenerate made him hazy. But it was clear by the killing intent that was thick in the air.
Kami stood above him. If he only had a few more seconds.
Some small distance from him he thought he saw Mo lie lifelessly. Silently.
though when he probed her mind there was still something there. An angry growl. Low, muffled, primal.
From the anarchy and carnage they heard loud laughter. Hysterical and increasing in volume and mania.
"Whahahaaah. Oh man! Best crash ever."With the deafening sound of tearing metal the metal skeletal remains of the Beast was pushed aside.
Hale emerged from the wreckage covered in sweat and blood, though not his own blood. His clothing was torn and in his hands he still lightly gripped the hammer, which was already starting to look worse for wear.
You could hear his joints crack as he stretched and slowly and casually approached Kami.
He took a deep breath, clearly unfazed by the vapour or noxious scent of the all out battlefield.
"Ahh! The unmistakable smell of burnt circuits."Magnus had ceased all concentration on him. His aura of ruin was at full strength and he could feel the entropy around him.
With all the discord and destruction this place was more home to Hale than ever.
With every step the ground visually cracked a little. Lights on vehicles nearby flickered, then died.
Hale circled Kami like a cautious predator. His hammer swinging by his side hypnotically.
His prey was in his circle of influence, normally it wouldn't take long before guns and camera's broke, swords would take longer.
But this prey had a life support so precise. So brilliantly and minutely crafted. So frail. It would take seconds.
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[music]It was still eerily silent in the tunnels below. Save for that faint melody.
As Ashlynn approached her sensitive ears picked up what it was. Someone was whistling a song strange and not quite befitting the atmosphere.
Someone human. Someone hurt. She could tell, his breathing was irregular.
Ashlynn got closer, careful at first. Slightly more confidently the moment she remembered she was the hybrid,
and she was sneaking up on a hurt human. She had no reason to be afraid.
There was a door, opposite the red door she was sent to find. It was locked, but she had the master key.
With a click the door opened and revealed the room she had seen before on the screen in Mo's room.
With his back to the door sat Martin, tied to the chair. He'd stopped whistling the moment he'd heard the door open.
"You're back. Are there more things you wish to know?"