Gemma had already sped away after the Draconians that were flying around. Meanwhile, Nero, Jo, and Servant are busy with the battle on land that is no less fierce.
Nero deftly reloaded Alfhild’s bullets. He took cover in the bed that had been dropped sideways, then fired again. None of his shots missed. Of course, that’s what a great Archturian soldier should have done, but Nero sensed that this Draconian was harder to kill.
These Draconians fought as well as the Archturians. Usually they move like they have no control over their bodies, but now they can do it like a human.
It took Nero four shots at the Draconian crucial point to kill it. It caused his ammo supply to run out faster, and he had to fight at close range with his Einar.
Nero joined Jo and Servant in the clanging of guns against the sharp fingers of the Draconians.
Nero parried and kicked, stabbed Einar, spun and dodged. He pinned and slammed the Draconian body, then stabbe
It is undeniable that Girga Lyon is really a tough opponent to beat. Even with the three skilled fighters who had been doing their best to knock out this Draconian, Girga Lyon had not fallen. Nero kept racking his brains, strategizing, looking for weaknesses that could be fatal to his opponent. All standard attacks don’t work for this Draconian. His hand couldn’t be cut. There wasn’t a hole in his head that could be used as a place to stab Einar. And Nero didn’t know what was behind Girga Lyon’s chest, which made him unable to stab anything into his heart. “Why is it so hard for an a-hole to die?” Jo grumbled after he tried to twist Girga Lyon’s neck, but failed because Girga Lyon simply flicked Jo’s body away like he was chasing a fly. “He’s a jerk?” Nero asked, as he analyzed the Draconian before him. Now Servant is busy trying to get their enemy’s attention. Jo looked at Nero, annoyed. “You think??” Nero studied the Draconian’s ugly face. W
Hazkiel and Purity are poor fighters. But with Purity’s current form, she had a distinct advantage. She’s bigger, faster, and more deadly.Even with the wounds all over her body now covered in mud and black Draconian blood, Purity could turn things around with ease. She pushed Hazkiel back until he dropped the weapon from his hand.“If only you would cooperate with me. We didn’t have to end up like this.”Purity towered over Hazkiel, who fell to his knees. A large tree behind him became a barrier for Hazkiel to escape.“Are you sorry?” Hazkiel didn’t ask that because he really wanted to know the answer. It was just a question meant to make Purity feel despicable.Purity did not immediately answer the question. There was bitterness in her red eyes. The rain poured down her face, made Hazkiel think Purity was in tears.“It’s too late to regret it.” And Purity’s hands were
Instead of wasting time looking for the main door, Nero, Jo, and Servant made their way out the way they came in, from the dungeon, and take a detour.Their feet can’t help but run. They don’t want to be left behind to take part in whatever is happening right now.Servant’s steps suddenly stopped, and the two people who were with him stopped as well.“What is it?” asked Nero, and Jo answered the question with a question.“Didn’t you hear it?”“What?”Nero listened carefully. But there was nothing so strange about his hearing that it had to make him stop. He put on an incomprehensible face and Jo impatiently gave an explanation.“That sound, like a very large glass cracked and splattered.”Nero shook his head. He didn’t hear such a sound.“The shield has been shattered.” It was now Servant who spoke, and just as he finished speaking,
Gemma looked up at the sky, which was now filled with black shards. Everything sounded like a buzzing in her ears, and she didn’t close her eyes as the ashes from the shattered bodies of the Draconians hit her face. After that, she knew Jo came to her and hugged her, protecting her body from the black rain.The four of them walked to the front of the building and found the injured Archturians mingling with firefighters and paramedics. The lights from the ambulance sirens and the fire engines flickered alternately, briefly reminding Gemma of the lights in a nightclub. Jo’s arms were still around her shoulders, as if afraid that Gemma would fall if Jo let her go.Out of all the chaos, Gemma found people she knew gathered in a corner at the edge of the forest. Uncle Jonah and Sarah, and two paramedics, who were packing their equipment. One paramedic turned to call his other friend, while another paramedic spoke to Uncle Jonah with a sad expression on his face. They were swarming somethin
Slam!The door slammed shut in front of Gemma and Lysis. They looked at each other, exhaled a long breath that was a form of patience. At least, today’s rejection is not as much as yesterday’s.Lysis was holding a stack of leaflets in one hand, while the other was holding a plastic bag containing the ingredients for their dinner.“Shall we try a few more houses?” asked Lysis reluctantly. His face brightened as Gemma shook her head. Gemma stared intently at the leaflet she was holding until it was crumpled.PREPARE YOUR CHILDREN’S FUTURE, BECOME A TRUE ARCHTURIANThe title of the leaflet she made by racking her brains. But the rejection that she and Lysis experienced wasn’t solely because of a bad title. It was more for the parents in Fiend who never really thought much about their children.“Even though we’re having a free promo…,” Gemma whispered, her voice sounding hollow.They walked along the broken pavement in the neighborhood a few blocks from Gemma’s house.Lysis glanced at Gem
The bonus chapters are the story of Gemma and NeroIt seemed Gemma had just drifted off to sleep when her cell phone rang loudly. It sounded like a nuisance alarm that made Gemma let out a lazy moan. She reached out and groped over the nightstand for the noisy object. Gemma opened her still-heavy eyes to find out who the human dared to disturb her sleep. She saw Purity’s name on the phone screen. Gemma glanced at the corner of the phone screen and found that it was now the library rush hour. Maybe Purity needs her help.“What is it?” Gemma’s voice was hoarse as her throat felt as dry as a desert.“Someone’s looking for you.”“Who?” Gemma asked as she rolled over on the bed. One hand parted the curtain to look at the sky. Today is sunny. The atmosphere was so peaceful that Gemma couldn’t believe that last night a terrible tragedy had occurred at King’s Door. After this, she would call Jo to find out what happened last night.“The man who drove you earlier.”“Huh?”Hearing this, Gemma s
Their first stop was the restaurant Gemma used to go to with Jo. This restaurant is always full at lunchtime, and most of the visitors are students and office workers who are taking a break. Gemma could only grumble inside her heart as pairs of eyes stared hungrily at Nero, as if he was the main dish in this place. If this had happened to Jo, Gemma would definitely nag and glare at those flirtatious girls. “Where do you want to sit?” asked Nero. They stopped in the middle of the restaurant and became the center of attention, like a Christmas tree with twinkling lights. Gemma looked around in a huff before grabbing Nero’s arm and leading him to a row of benches outside the restaurant. “Let’s sit here,” said Gemma. Then she dragged a stool near them and motioned for Nero to sit down. Nero offered a small smile before he sat down and that smile didn’t go away when Gemma sat across from him. “What is it?” Gemma asked, while side-eyeing from time to time at the group of students who wer
After registering, Gemma received a vest with a pentagon-shaped light on the chest. She put on the vest, then tied her hair with a rubber band that she carried around her wrist. Nero handed her a black laser gun with an arm-length rope. He attached the hook at the end of the rope to the hook on the front of Gemma’s vest. “The rules are simple. Point your gun at your opponent’s front, at the light on the vest,” Nero explained, pointing to the pentagon light on Gemma’s vest which now glowed aquamarine. The lamp is divided into five parts. “If all these lights go out, it means you lose and you have to quit the game.” Then Nero pointed towards the door that was opposite the entrance. The door was wide open, and Gemma could see expanses of clearing with tall trees growing within a few feet of each other. “We will do outdoor games. The team that retrieves the suitcase in the abandoned house, on the other end, will be the winner.” Gemma nodded, telling Nero she understood. As Gemma raised