It was much simpler getting out of the mansion than getting in. We retraced our steps and circumvented the sa traps and security devices. Id never pictured myself breaking into a place like this when I joined the Brass Kings. Fistfights, defacing property, atypical motorcycle gang life.
We reached the gate, and Kayson's phones started ringing. He answered it and gave a strange look before handing it to .
Luca. Tristans voice stabbed through the phone. What do you know about the Segreto?
I dont know a fucking thing. Hand my brother over and quit this shit. I yelled, sight without a care in the world for the fact we were still on this psychos lawn. Maybe Id gotten a little too cocky since nothing went wrong so farbut hell, part of wanted him to know what wed done.
Then why are they swarming around and getting into Brass Kings business? Did you go to soone? Are you a rat for the Segreto? Co now, I offered you a fair deal to get your brother back, and youve turned around and involved them? Did you know you have that Sect tracking you down as well? You keep attracting trouble, Luca. But Id never thought youd be the sort of street rat to cower behind a dog. The Viceroy is displeased.
Oh? And is she happy ya fucking led your goons into my Mas house and stole my fucking brother? Ya started all this shit, asshole! Im going to track ya down and bash your face in for all the bullshit ya put through. Then when Im done, Im going to tear up each piece of your creepy fucking book and force it down your throat Kayson tensed as I threw our trump card out. I hadnt ant to say it, but the words kept pouring out of on their own.
I was greeted with silence; the phone shook in my hand. For half a second, I thought the call had dropped.
What do you an my fucking book.
Ya fucking deaf? Your creepy little journal. I dont want anything to do with yagive Alex back.
New proposal. Youve committed many grievous mistakes tonight. The Brass Kings cannot afford you and your squad running around stirring up any more trouble. Sects, Segreto, and other street gangs. Its like youre on a warpath to try to piss everyone offso I propose this. We have a duelyou and . Ill bring your brother with as an act of good faith, you bring my journal. Well have a Knight and your Captain oversee it. Loser leaves the Brass Kings.
How do I know ya aint pulling shit like ya tried before. Kayson called ya trying to trap us.
You attacked a vital Brass King asset
Ya stole my fucking brother!
I was simply doing my job. Crimson Eagles raided your property, and I seized them and took possession of your brother. After that, you attacked and freed my Alchemist, and I did my best to apprehend you for justice. But thats all behind us now. The Viceroy is breathing down my neck and wants this solved before the Crimson Eagles sll blood in the water. His voice shifted to a cold neutral tone, trying to bury that note of panic Id sensed earlier. A duel is the most straightforward solution. Its clear theres bad blood between us that can only be solved in one way.
Fine. I hung up the phone, walking off in a fit of anger.
A bell erupted as I triggered a formation. One long haunting sound spread like fire over the open ground. I tensed, eyes wide as I looked at Kayson and Eve. Eve threw a hand on her forehead. Why do you always fuck up? she asked.
Kayson sprinted towards the gate. Parts of the lawn took on a dull blue glow as the spacial formation activated; angry spirit beasts howled into the night. Eve swore, close behind our Lieutenant. But I was too slow on my feettoo worn and frazzled from the conversation to react quickly. A massive coiling white serpent appeared on the lawn, along with an oversized gator.
I tried my best to catch up, but I lagged as Eve and Kayson hit the gate, but it was frozen shut. Reacting quick, Kayson lifted Eve over his shoulders, and she tumbled over the top to be caught by Bruno on the other side.
The spirit beasts lazily moved in our direction, and a heavy pressure filled the air. Unlike humans, who naturally kept it hidden, these beasts had no way to suppress their cultivation. We only really pressed our spiritual pressure outward when we willed it. With that in mind, the heavy feeling in the air told these creatures were far out of my league. Go, Luca. Get on my shoulders, and Ill lift you over. Kayson commanded.
He had no way of getting out of here when shit went sideways. Id been the one to cause this.
I shook my head. I aint going. Ya know Im more stubborn than ya. So go. Ill lift ya. Go save my brotheryour plans are better anyway, but if anyone has the slimst chance against these things, its . Not you.
Luca
We aint got ti to argue; Immortals be damned! Go! I yelled at him. I got to my knee and folded my hands to lift. I threw voice into my voiceit cracked as I took a look at the maw of the giant gator headed my way. Kayson folded under my command, and I hoisted him overonly for Bruno to catch him. Then I turned to face the consequences of my actions.
Id been fucking dumb. A bit of a sadistic streak in laughed at the idea that my end would co at the hands of spirit beasts. After all the trouble Id gotten myself into, I pictured myself going out with either a knife wound or being dragged to so shallow grave and shot in the head, so sort of run of bad luck.
The serpent arrived first as it slithered over the lawn with surprising speed. It reared back its head. I didnt wait any longerpushing my Soul Seed and Manifesting Fickle Fate. Only for a single crow to appear. Of course. My luck would turn to shit right now. The serpent tilted its head as it regarded the crow on my shoulderbefore the bird darted quickly forward with a single powerful burst of its wings.
There was a loud slam from the gate. I only could take a glance for a second. Bruno was hamring into it from the other side, and his hands lit with a fire growing more intense by the second. But there wasnt any ti to spare to watch; instead, I did my best to put distance between and the serpent, letting the distraction of my Soul buy ti. It took a lazy snap at the crow, but Fickle Fate narrowly swooped away.
The second I put enough distance to be safe from the serpent, the gator barreled at , violating the slow gait itd presented before. Id lost sight of it in my focus on directing my Soul to harass the serpent.
My eyes went wide as it covered grown in a single boundits jaws wide as it hurled through the air. Fuck. One chance. Ti slowed; there was no conventional way to duck out of the way of those teeth. My hand brushed along the side of its jaw, the slick texture of the scales barely perceptible as I called on Fickle Fate. Sparks of red erupted in a shower from our point of contact.
There was a sound behind , and I ducked. I knew that with the crocs current trajectory, Itd crush . But it was better than getting pierced with a snakes fang. The serpent shot forward through the space my head had been, slamming into the crocs jaw. It bit into other spirit beast's head. It was a miracle that the serpent hit with enough force to shift the gators landing spot.
There was barely a second to slip out from beneath the fighting before the beasts crushed in their violent struggle.
The crocs tail lashed forward, and one claw dug into the face of the serpent as it tried to dislodge itself in vain. Instead of hitting the serpent, the tail clipped . I sprang back onto the ground as the hit forced all the air out of my lungs. All it took was a single fucking tail flick to send tumbling.
I groaned. When I managed to get my head back up, the Croc had flipped the Serpents advantage but lost an eye in the process. It had the Serpent lodged in its mouth and was biting down with those powerful jaws as it tried to maneuver itself for a death spiral, A move that would tear the serpent apart. But the other spirit beast wasnt a fool and desperately coiled around the croc to prevent the move.
In the background, the sounds of grating tal and intense hamring turned my gaze from the beast fight. The gate smashed open, and Bruno huffed in the open entryway, flas coating his entire body.
I wasnt the only one to break my concentration by the sudden noise. The spirit beasts retracted from fighting, trying to evaluate if another threat had entered the arena. I didnt want to wait for them to reengage. I jerked to my feet and made a run for the gate. Based on the sounds behind , the spirit beasts had a similar idea. The only reason I outraced them was due to the injuries theyd inflicted on another. Bruno lumbered onto his bike ahead of the flas started to smother. The rest were already on their bikes; we all knew it was ti to get the fuck out.
In a second, I hopped on my bike, revved the engine, and peeled away with my squad as two giant spirit beasts broke free into the tourist district of New Valentine during the Lantern Festival. I could only hope one of the Sects would notice them fast enough before the creatures crashed into so festival party and hurt soone.
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