Normally, no one in their right mind would get into a stranger’s vehicle, or on the contrary, No one would invite a group of unknown people into their vehicles when they are carrying their families and or acquaintances.
But it is clear too, that in this type of situation, is more pressing to firstly deal with our common enemy, The Peeps; And later we can attend the trifle details.
The imminent and unlimited amber energy shots coming from the eyes of our pursuers, are powerful enough to lt the old and rusty structure of these vehicles, being the [Rouleaux Barriers] of my Party mbers insufficient protection against this particular ammunition.
{The attacks of the Peepers "Penetrate" the [Rouleaux Barriers], However, the overall damage they produce after going through the energy layer, is greatly diminished in comparison to a direct hit}
A mature woman with a young man in the back seat of another vehicle are firing energy bullets from the sa type of rifle that I saw earlier.
Paying more attention, the design of this weapons is quite organic, in fact, I dare to say that the "Energy Cartridges" of this rifles are the eyes of the Peepers.
However, that is not all, as the "Bullets" fired by the n are objectively weaker and less golden than the sa "Bullets" used by the won.
{This doesn’t look like the usual dissonance we n have in comparison to Won while controlling our Zöhår}
"—Give that!"; Say Q’Waray exasperated, taking away the rifle of the Young Man, popping out of the gun the eye cartridge, and using the bracelet I give her, to canalize a dim energetic thread that is connected to the eye, causing the yellow coloration to rapidly lose its amber hue, until is turned completely into a white eye.
Is at this point that Q’Waray reinserts the cartridge into the rifle and returns the weapon to the Young Man, who begins firing again; But unlike before, the shots are white with a slight bluish touch that reminds of the osmium tal, and after each shot he does, this blue tone becos more apparent in the ammunition.
On top of that, the performance of these shots not only do more damage to this floating brown starfish, because occasionally, the [Plasmatic Shielding] is penetrated without the need of destroying it first, a similar outco that happens when I obliterate a Peeper using [Vwöölth].
"—Do that again Q’Waray!"; Orders Marckza as she takes down a Peeper, snatching the remains out of the swarm with a Zöhår pull, bringing the Nûrkxz accompanied by a new amber eye.
"—Ew!, No way Attzzï’Yri!"; Complains Q’Waray with panic and almost puking at the close look of the viscous eye "—I am not touching that disgusting dirty thing without soone else disinfecting it properly beforehand"...
"—Just heat it up using Zöhår!"; Exclaim Xoulsey to Q’Waray, the latter imdiately puts an expression of "How stupid can you be?!".
"—That would cause the eye to destabilize and explode"; Q’Waray comnts, to which Marckza responds "—Excellent, do that and throw them towards the Peepers like hand grenades".
As Q’Waray hesitates, Nisha takes control of a few eyes by catching them with Zöhår; Impregnating this organs with Zöhår and launching them with the help of a strong repulsion of Zöhår to ensure her own safety.
The explosions are big enough to engulf a sixth of the Peepers with the first "Grenades", killing so of our pursuers and deactivating the [Plasmatic Shielding] of others.
"—It causes [Interference]!"; Exclaim Q’Waray excitedly, going out of her indecision and helping to perform this unconventional series of attacks; Of course, without physically touching the eyeballs of the Peepers.
The massive horde of Peepers isn’t giving up in the slightest, keeping their fierce offensive, swarming with amber shots of energy the vehicles that doesn’t have the presence of [Rouleaux Barriers] to tamper their damage output.
{These creatures are very well organized, as if they had a commander, or sothing leading them}
"—I found you"; Comnt Marckza with a nacing smirk "—Drïekvïer, shoot Vwöölth in this direction".
Marckza fires an [Ionic Ammunition] and I instantly send a full volley of eight [Vwöölth] ammunitions, annihilating everything in their path.
Two larger eyes and an opaque bigger Nûrkxz, co flying at Marckza, she keeps the latter object for herself, as the forr artifacts are overloaded with her erald Zöhår and launched against the Peepers.
The resulting explosions are more massive than the previous ones combinated, eradicating a third of the horde and dropping a small rain of Nûrkxz that are subtracted by my Party mbers.
The majority of the remaining Peepers begin to flee; Letting the people of the vehicles to be calr, as the danger has passed for now.
Yolanda and Xoulsey are in another vehicle, tired, leaning against the other and breathing heavily; Which is understandable, we have "Unlimited" Zöhår and Vyåhö, nevertheless, using Zöhår is ntally taxing while Vyåhö is physically extenuating.
Blondlanda is in better shape though; I don’t know how it works the spend process on Contracted Partners, but they appear to possess limitless Stamina and Resistance, as they only "Sleep", when being inside of the Embryon, or are Full of Nûrkxz.
Nisha and Q’Waray on the other hand are slightly worst, they use more Zöhår than the rest and collect a bigger amount of Nûrkxz.
Differently to the forr four mbers of our Party; Marckza and Myself are practically in optimal condition, it is evident for the fact that Little Eslana has been in several combats, as well as having previous experience facing the Peepers, as she locate the Leader for to kill it.
{Q’Waray was amazing too; How does she acquire this vast amount of knowledge about so many different topics?}
The versatility she showcase with the eyeballs of the Peepers co in handy, if the fight would have been prolonged a few minutes more, half of the vehicles wouldn’t be here.
As expected, the rest of our teammates decide to take a nap to restore their focus; Being Blondlanda the one on guard, checking the people of the vehicles, just in case they turn hostile.
Marckza suddenly approaches, sitting right next to , so I lean on her left arm while I keep my sight diverting across the mbers of our Party.
Marckza states flatly "—I want to kill Q’Waray"; And I just laugh "—Jajaja, you are not the only one Little Eslana, if we omit Nisha’s biased attitude, *Sigh*, the rest of us wants to lt her down".
—Sorry Drïekvïer, I didn’t want to say it that sentence aloud; Just ca out on its own; Is the first ti I feel like, "Attracted", towards a Man, and... ; You keep protecting so blatantly disregarding your self preservation, that seeing you being injured by Q’Waray makes want to splatter around her head with a straight punch...
—Jajaja, Thanks for being angered on my behalf Little Eslana, usually no one cares if sothing happens to because in the end, I am going to heal up...
Marckza has a nostalgic smile that conveys a simple aning, she is aware of the sa situation.
—And seeing you, well, all of you, ready to skin Q’Waray alive... , makes happy... , I don’t know if is the correct way or ti to phrase this; But I will never give up on any of you, I know that my "LOVE", is temporal, but I promise Little Eslana, that I would do my best to never forget any of you...
—Drïekvïer, Is that the reason you don’t call others by their Real Nas?.
—That is accurate Little Eslana, not having a Nickna for others, ensure that I erase from my mory everything related to those people if they Die, Reject , or are too weak for my standards.
—Sounds horrible...
—I suppose it is... , But I am unable to care, even when I want the events to be relevant... , *Sigh*, I may forget their physical characteristics, but the Nickna, along with the monts close to every ti they pronounce "Trektör" or their particular way of calling , remains engrained in my mind...
Marckza stays silent for a mont, posing her head over mine and gently rubbing her left temple against my maroon hair.
My right hand lay’s over Marckza’s hand, she flips the position so our palms can touch each other, intertwining our fingers and brushing our opposite thumbs kindly against our skins.
{How warm, comfortable and cozy; Is this how a "Ho" should feel, because even if is not the case, I want way more of this wonderful sensation}
—Drïekvïer...
—What is it Little Eslana?.
—Can you call by my na, more often; I, I perceive a tingling all over my body when you say my na...
The cheeks of Little Eslana beco redder, and I whisper on her ear "—You can’t be this embarrassed, we aren’t doing anything intimate yet... , MARCKZA"; A shiver goes through her body, looking at with the sa lustful gaze I observe on Clarattoia when I pin her down.
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