A shot is fired, and he dodges to the left , ducking under a crate.He raises the AZ-51 then fires.Groans can be heard .He dashes.Leaves crunching under his rofa boots.Converting his AZ-51 to blade mode, he slashes at the defender's throats.They fall.
"That's a Hafi logo.F**k," he thinks to himself.
He enters the shack they had been guarding .It smells of sedatives and alcohol.A tarp can be seen from the corner of his eye.He lifts it.Underneath is a large case.Its three niya long, purple with a golden grey finish.Its the package and on it is the Uragil family logo.He clenches his fist.His HUD warns him that his blood pressure is rising.Sweat drips down his back.He takes a Disa capsule.
"Am fucked."
He gauges it's weight and concludes that he's gonna need to use the Triok to lift it.The Triok he has is loaned from the Merceli .It was risky as the Triok produced a loud hum but what option did he have.Turning the Triok on, the package rises and floats right next to him.He stashes the Triok in his pockets and converts his AZ-51 back to rifle mode.
Heading back to his car.Loading the case in the trunk, careful not to damage the package.The car turns on automatically as he enters.He blurts out a command "home".The car begins to cruise.