Tuk.
Tuk.
Tuk.
Ahio was cooking instant noodles when there was a knock on the door. She chuckled in annoyance. "Tsk, they are very ambitious, stubborn, intelligent and vigilant. Release my clone so quickly? What a shame, state access easily finds this address house."
Ahio took the bowl to drain the noodles.
Lian crossed her chest arrogant, her negative aura was neither suppressed nor hidden. "I want your noodles, Ahio."
"Cook yourself. This job is easy to do, don't be spoiled!"
Lian snorted. She entered the kitchen to get a pack of instant noodles and read how to cook.
Lian turned to a beautifully carved plywood that separated them from the other room, many layers of thick concrete walls separating the kitchen and front room.
Many footsteps could be heard.
Lian took Ahio's bowl of noodles. "Let's go, they are coming."
Ahio pouted sadly bowl of her noodles was taken by Lian without feeling guilty.
The two of them flew over the roof of the house. Not paying attention to manners, manners, or graceful demeanor, Lian ate noodles while flying.
"They were too excited. The sound of searching the house could be heard outside."
A soldier suddenly looked up. "They're flying...!"
Lian quickly pulled Ahio's hand away.
Bang!
Ahio's arm was hit by a gunshot a metal bullet, blood seeped down her arm.
Lian didn't waver continued to focus on pulling Ahio away. She frowned at failing to do something. "Hey, we failed to teleport. Weird."
In the background, a hail of bullets surrounds them, even from the front they appear.
Ahio snorted. "I think, you are not much different from me. Some important and useful skills are not active if we are not on the verge of death, in special conditions, or at the peak."
Lian frowned and looked back to see Jarvas, Fathur, and Ell being arrested by state security forces.
Angel of life stared straight. "Acier isn't alive yet? When will your ritual bear fruit?"
Bang!
One bullet hit Lian right in the chest. The part that is sick is the chest, but the angel of life precisely holds the head. "Sick."
As if the pain was contagious, Ahio also felt Pain.
The two people fell onto a pile of wood the rest dismantled the house. Many pieces of wood have sharp ends. Ahio's lower abdomen was through while Lian's chest had a hole in it.
Two soldiers were about to approach Ahio and Lian stopped and fell tracks because of convulsions. Anything that reaches a radius of 10 KM will immediately fall like a leaf falling from its branch.
Fathur was pushed forward. "Take them," ordered one of the security officers.
Fathur pulled Jarvas but Ell also came forward. "I'm coming, Lian is seriously injured, before you bring off THEM, let me stop the bleeding first."
As Ell said, he worked hard to produce something quite satisfying.
Jarvas carried Lian bridal style while Ahio rested on Fathur's back.
***
Ahio was in a transparent tube-shaped ward, the grim reaper sighed and looked around.
A doctor comes in. Ahio frowned.
"Eh, since when did you become a doctor?"
"I am a multi-functional, multi-talented and versatile shaman. Let's put that aside, the dark negative aura of the angel of death is coming out. Many soldiers are still unconscious now."
Fathur crossed his arms to touch Ahio's transparent tube box. The man's palm was imprinted, leaving a trail of steam.
Ahio looked this way and that. "Where is Lian?"
"Treating soldiers, they almost fell to death."
Ahio looked down and held her aching head, a sign that she had to carry out the duties of the angel of death.
"There are lives to be taken, the queues are long."
"That's what I came here for."
"You mean?" Ahio's forehead furrowed, looking up at Fathur confused.
"As always, guiding you."
Degh.
The presence of Acier, Ahio was shocked, Fathur's physical body and Acier's shadow were distracted, alternately appearing or even merging.
Ahio's head throbbed stronger.
"Shut up, don't talk." The grip of the angel of death became stronger, several strands of fallen hair gathered in her hand.
Fathur didn't care to make a pattern with his fingerprints, less than a second passed, the glass tube opened but Ahio was stiff.
In the middle Ahio feeling a pain, Fathur touched Ahio's ear and went down to the bowl of the angel of death to direct them to look at each other. Ahio frantically backed away even though her head throbbing momentarily subsided due to the physical contact.
The angel of death gasped. "You! You bewitched me?!"
Fathur narrowed his eyes, took a glove, and put it on casually. Ahio became increasingly confused and quietly wanted to go down the ward.
"It's useless, the door is locked and we're being watched, you know."
Ahio's eyes darted to various corners of the room. She raised an Index Finger to actualize her hidden intention.
"Don't act too much, Ahio."
Ahio scowled at the ceiling of the room, then was flabbergasted looking at her finger. "Wow, that last was like a laser beam."
"Don't destroy this place."
Ahio raised an eyebrow. "I'm going out...-"
Straphhh.
The eyes of an angel of death bulged, Fathur suddenly pushed her until she lay on the ward. The shaman's ambiguous position, half on top, made Ahio sweat.
The two people made eye contact before Fathur finally wrote an abstract pattern on the left side of Ahio's head.
"Darius."
Fathur looked down, the distance separating the two of them was only a few centimeters.
A shaman raised Eyebrow, then turned to write a pattern on the right side of Ahio's head.
'He ignored me.'
'Okay, let's create a driving stimulus.'
Disgusted with being ignored, the angel of death snorted then pulled Fathur's head and planted a light kiss on the shaman's lips. The angel of death's tongue slid in and wrapped around Fathur's.
The CCTV surveillance camera screen immediately went black.
"System crash?"
A soldier turned to look at Ell was worried.
*****