The relentless blare of alarms punctuated the group's frantic escape through the prison's winding corridors.
The lights above flickered, transforming their urgent flight into a strobe-like nightmare.
As they ran, the cacophony of orders shouted by unseen guards blended with the sound of their pursuers' footsteps.
The prison's maze-like structure seed to conspire against them, with each hallway mirroring the last and each choice fraught with the risk of eting blackguards.
With Lucius safely on his back, Caiden moved with desperation-fueled determination. His mind trailed behind, but his gaze remained fixed ahead.
He was using all his mana to leave a trail of paralyzing mist behind so that, at least for the ti being, they wouldn't be attacked. However, he was concerned about the front.
Becker and Richard were fighting many people along the way; so were strong, so were not, but regardless, all those fights were starting to take a toll on them and their mana reserves.
Besides, Lucius barely clung to consciousness, and Caiden didn't know how much he would endure during this ordeal. He was resting in the cell, if that could be defined as resting, but the escape was hard even for him, who was being carried by Caiden.
Richard and Becker flanked the two, their eyes sharp and their senses on high alert. Becker's hands remained poised for combat. Richard was alert while Caiden was in contact with the spy Noah planted inside the prison.
"Couldn't Noah have implanted more spies?" Between huffs and puffs, Caiden asked.
"It was too dangerous... and hard." Richard said.
"Whatever. The next ti, we will do this with more people."
"I hope there won't be a next ti!" Caiden said.
The path to freedom was a gauntlet; every step forward was bought with waning strength and dwindling mana.
"Left, then straight to the exit!" Becker said. The ex-general received nods of understanding in response. There was no room for doubt or hesitation.
Their pace quickened. The exit was now within their grasp, but the prison had not yet finished with them.
The sound of the enemy approaching their position intensified with every passing second.
Adrenaline surged as they neared the threshold of freedom, the outside world a re sprint away.
"That's the door!"
However, in the side corridors, a nasty surprise awaited the three. There were two blackguards.
"Shit. Richard!"
"Yeah, there's no need to remind !"
Again, Richard headed toward one of the Blackguards, while Becker did the sa with the other.
The Stone Family's leader attacked the man with his war hamr, but the opponent threw sothing that looked like a dart at him.
Richard avoided the attack, but soon after, a trendous explosion blasted the corridor from which the group just ca. Richard shivered, but he couldn't turn.
Richard's pace increased once he realized this. He had to stay close to the blackguard to prevent him from using his dreadful brain crystal power.
The problem was that the blackguard could aim at Lucius and Caiden. He had to prevent it.
Richard rotated his war hamr; the Blackguard was strong and avoided the attack, which ended up hitting the nearby wall and shattering into countless pieces.
However, the man didn't stay idle; he counterattacked, almost ripping Richard's throat in the process.
In the anti, Becker was fighting against the other blackguard.
The man had a spear that cracked with electricity. It was already the second ti they had found people with elental powers.
Shouldn't they have been rare? Apparently, it wasn't that rare for the Blackguards, or maybe they were the reason they were so rare to begin with.
Becker was experiencing difficulties due to the severe constraints he faced in this location.
He couldn't unleash his powers because the building could collapse on them.
If he wasn't careful, he could end up destroying the bridges connecting the prison to the outside.
The best he could do was keep his weapons on and turn himself into wind whenever a dangerous attack threatened his life.
The blackguard's electric spear went past Becker's body.
It passed through him, as if Becker were an illusion. But he wasn't. He was the wind.
The ex-general counterattacked with a slash of his own, but the man parried the blow.
A serpent of electricity coiled around Becker's sword, striking forth like lightning toward the
man.
Becker was already incorporeal, and that gave him a couple of seconds to look at the
situation.
Caiden left Lucius on the ground and was now helping Richard fight the blackguard. That guy was powerful, while the one he was facing wasn't as strong.
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