Lyra appeared at that exact mont, not allowing them the chance to breathe.
A Blade Dancer interrupted her attack, lunging at her and swinging his light sword in a wide
arc.
She dodged, barely avoiding the strike, and retaliated with an upward slash, cutting through the soldier's force shield.
He staggered back, but another soldier, her previous target, ca at her from the side, his punch directed at her face, forcing her to block with her gauntlets.
Clang!
The sound of tal hitting tal resounded, and the impact jarred her,
Lyra's blade gauntlets trembled, but she held firm, twisting her body to deliver a counterattack that cut off his right arm.
"АНННННННН!"
As he scread in pain, his comrade chanted an ability under his breath and swung his sword, which began to blur, as did his body.
Lyra, still in the motion of her previous attack, barely managed to step back, avoiding the swing, or so she thought, as the sword still grazed her, cutting through her force shield and cloak.
The swing was aid just below her midsection, causing the front half of her cloak to sag down, slightly revealing a part of her lower body, though no skin was shown as she had an augnted suit underneath.
Right, she wasn't at all naked, but what happened still angered her greatly, and she lashed out with more venom than usual, her left gauntlet tearing through the man's neck.
That feeling of being seen by soone other than Emir disgusted her.
She couldn't allow these ants to live!
However, before her rage could go out of control, Kiera interfered.
By the ti Lyra and those two soldiers engaged, she had already changed positions, getting a clear shot at all three of them.
But the Knight was watching her, so he blocked her with another Aetheric Bulwark, taunting her with a smirk as his n died beside him.
The soon-to-be pitiful guy was underestimating her though.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
As usual, she shot five tis, and even though a Bulwark was blocking her bullets from getting through, they still did, as they were aid above, away from the shield.
The Knight looked at her weird, but his eyes quickly widened as he realized what she was about to do.
Her firey bullets dropped back down, tracking the barely surviving Brawler.
"No!"
He imdiately repositioned the Bulwark, but he wasn't fast enough, only blocking the last bullet.
Four had gotten through, dropping the Brawler before Lyra could end him.
Her rage hadn't diminished however, and as she watched him fall, her gaze turned to the Knight.
"Die."
Spikes of shadow ford off the ground around him, aid at his chest from all directions. He calmly stepped back, tanking one spike, and pulled up his great sword, blocking the rest of the attack.
Lyra was montarily surprised by his skill, certainly not expecting Templar soldiers to be frontline-ready combatants.
The Knight noticed that, but before he could taunt her, a bullet found its way inside his skull, killing him in an instant.
It seed that he had forgotten about Kiera for a second, and that second was all she needed to kill him.
While he might've had skill, death was fast, able to arrive in fractions of monts.
Nothing mattered before that; he was simply unable to take its attention off him.
That was the story of most in this world.
'This bitch...'
Lyra looked at Kiera with obvious annoyance and then sighed when she saw her partner making an okay sign, composing herself.
Her eyes went back to the drone, still in the center of the fray, watching as it lashed out with its elongated limbs, swiping at anything within reach.
'That'll be annoying to kill.'
She began to walk toward it and Kiera did the sa.
The only difference between them was that one lded into the shadows while the other had her gun up, aid at one of the three remaining soldiers.
After a second of adjusting her aim, adapting to the chaos, she pressed the trigger.
Her bullet went forth, and just before it could pierce its target, he leaned back, avoiding the swing of the drone's limb, while accidentally doing the sa for the bullet.
Clicking her tongue, she was about to curse his luck, but what she saw next shut her up.
The poor man couldn't even celebrate his slightly prolonged life.
While he dodged the bullet, it still made him jump, causing him to stutter for a mont longer than what the construct allowed.
"^^^^^^^^^^^^AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A limb reached him, the claw tearing through his force shield, ripping him apart from left to
right.
Lyra took that distraction as a chance and moved to finish them off, appearing behind the Knight, her blade gauntlets out to kill.
But she wasn't able to because of the drone's erratic movents.
A swipe ant to tear off their heads swooshed above her and she ducked, stepping back,
away from the Knight.
He quickly looked behind him, spotting her, and then began to chase after her, anger obvious
in his eyes.
"I'LL KILL YOU!"
Just as they left the drone's attack range, he swung his long sword down, screaming:
"HONORABLE DUEL!"
A heavy pressure descended upon her, the Aether behind the sword almost pushing her to the
ground.
They were the sa rank; if that sword hit, there was no doubt that she would die.
But...
"Shadow ld."
Hitting a Shadow Binder was a tough task.
She disappeared in the shadows, the ground above cracking as the sword crashed into it.
A crater ford as it dug deep, getting stuck.
Lyra could've used that opening to attack, but it was dangerous, so she decided to
montarily back off, strike when she was sure of her safety.
But as she was about to escape in the shadows, the Brawler stopped her.
He, who stood next to Knight, using his Bulwark as cover from Kiera, smacked his hands together, lighting them on fire, then punched out above, using Iron Fist.
That created a strong source of light, killing the shadows Lyra was in and forcing her above
ground.
The Knight smiled at that mont, raising his sword from the ground to attack her, but he,
like the Knight from earlier, wasn't fast enough.
She had decided to attack, deeming it safer to end them as soon as possible.
Her blades went forth, piercing his force shield and puncturing his neck from both sides, his
kite shield was of no use.
"Augh-!"
He staggered and she pulled back, dodging another firey blast from the Brawler.
'...What?'
That rarely shocked thought from Lyra wasn't a reaction to the Brawler's attack.
No, not even close.
Sohow, the Knight remained alive, standing on his feet, eyes locked on her.
Even as all his blood spurted out his neck, his body remained straight, working on pure
adrenaline, rage, and indomitable spirit.
He had to kill this woman!
SHE RUINED EVERYTHING!
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