(Libertatem 1, 59 / 3:55AM)

  (Luke) For the team that will be stalling, you guys will be facing off against the monster right in the center of the industrial district.

  Having his hands in front of him, his heels still gripping the edge of the back of the truck’s roof, he still had his attention amongst everyone who eyed him.

  Seeing Luna, Miles, Gary, Diego, and Stan, he gave them a small smile, the cheekbones of his cheeks pushing upward. Smelling the smoke-filled air that roamed the area, followed by feeling the slight temperature increase despite being on the cool summer night, Luke cupped his hands over the area of his crotch.

  (Luke) If the monster is taking its leisurely time, then you’ll have to use the surrounding industrial buildings for leverage. Don’t worry, Miles and Luna have blessings so the rest of you will be in safe hands.

  The many soldiers seeing both the tanned woman and the dark complected man, many of them let out sighs of relief as they pced their hands onto their chests.

  Luna looked across the many soldiers who were sighing, letting out a cold frown on her face as she continued to fold her arms. Meanwhile, Miles straightened his back as he pced his right hand into his pocket, letting out a neutral face as he looked at every single soldier around him.

  (Miles) Don’t worry. If you listen to me Diego over there, you’ll all make it back home in one piece.

  (50% of the soldiers) Yes sir!

  Putting their feet together, all of the soldiers accompanying Miles and his group gave off a military salute, pcing their right arm onto their right eyebrow. Miles then used his left hand to wipe away sweat dripping from his left temple, his sleeve being coated by the hot sweat.

  As for Diego, he truffled what little facial hair he had on his chin.

  (Diego) I’ll lead the way. I can propose ambushes and set-ups for the soldiers to aim.

  (Stan) And Gary and I will go with you guys. You’ll be surprised as to how much a person could achieve without using blessings.

  Letting off a smirk, Luna tilted her head as the corner of her right lip reached toward her right ear. Pcing her hands onto her hips, her eyes snted as her face was lifted upward as she looked at Stan.

  (Luna) Then it’s a bet then.

  (Stan) Got it. Hey Luke!

  Looking up at Luke who was on top of the truck, Stan waved his hand up high, causing many soldiers to gnce at the ginger-haired elf. As well as getting Luke’s attention, Stan cleared his throat as he put both of his feet together, his hands on his thighs as he pced them straight.

  (Stan) Good luck out there. You’re going to need it.

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  (Libertatem 1, 59 / 4:35AM)

  (Miles) Stop right here, this is the pce.

  A military jeep pulled right over to the tallest industrial building that they found, seeing the several stories high with their own eyes.

  Opening the jeep doors, came open both a man and a woman, with the man holstering two dual-wielding sawed-off shotguns and the woman holstering two metal batons on each hip. Setting foot on the bck asphalt, both of them started to run toward it as they looked toward the right of them, seeing the fiery monster now stomping its way into the center of the industrial district.

  And in the back of them, two other men from the back seat also came out, one of them having ginger-brownish hair and the other had bck spiky hair and a small mustache.

  (Stan) Come on Gary, we got to catch up to them.

  (Gary) I know just get me a second.

  As the two men stalled on the jeep, Luna found a dder that reached the top, the metal dder being on the left-hand side of the building.

  Both she and Miles reached toward it, they looked back to see that the two behind-the-scenes members were still in the back of the jeep, causing Luna to let out a huff.

  (Luna) That fatass. Is he having trouble getting out?

  (Miles) Come on, we gotta reach the roof. Let them handle it.

  With Luna in front, she turned away with another huff as she pced her hands onto the dder, using it to climb with her hands and feet. Digging herself onto each step along the way, she looked down to see that Miles was right behind her, his face looking straight toward the building as if he didn’t dare to look above him.

  Which caused a vein to pop out from her left eyelid, making her stop climbing as she focused her attention downward onto the straight-faced Miles.

  (Luna) Don’t even dare to look up! If you want to keep your teeth safe, then make sure your head doesn’t even tilt up an inch!

  (Miles) I wasn’t even looking up…

  (Luna) Whatever! I’ll kick your ass if you do!

  Continuing to climb the dder to the top, Luna managed to pce both of her hands on the roof of the industrial building, setting herself so that her feet were stable on the metal floor. Along with Miles in tow, he also helped himself up, looking toward the sight that was right in front of him.

  The air around them burned, with sweat dripping down onto the roof as they both holstered their weapon.

  Their eyes burned the sight with their very eyes.

  (Miles) So what now …

  (Luna) We just do what we've always been doing.

  The fiery feminine monster was only a mile away from them, the giant monster setting its sights on the skyline as it stomped through the industrial center.

  Each stomp that it took created a rge dent in the poor cement and earth that id bare, with each stomp creating a small crater that burned through the asphalt like nothing. Noticing that the small craters that the monster created started to be enveloped in a fiery heatwave, both Miles and Luna looked toward one another.

  As they took out both of their dual-wielding weapons.

  (Miles) I’m going to radio in Diego, and see if the convoy is up to speed.

  Having a walkie-talkie on the right colr of his bck leather jacket, Miles leaned his head close toward the device. The metal grazing the edge of his right chin, Miles had a slight shiver run down his back, his grip on his dual-wielding guns tightening evermore.

  His ears then perked up to the sound of static coming through the device, the sounds of a transmission letting out a low monotone frequency as it was soon picked up.

  (Miles) Diego, how’s the setup going?

  (Diego on the walkie-talkie) Good so far, I and the Lieutenant and Sergeant are both in the same jeep. We’re getting close to the ambush point on the map.

  (Miles) Sure thing. Godspeed Diego.

  Hearing the sounds of the low-frequency transmission shutting off, Miles looked over toward a certain area that he was keeping an eye on.

  His cross neckce dangling on the front end of his throat, caused Luna to look toward the neckce, her eyes nonchant as she caressed both of the buttons of her batons. Seeing that Luna was curious about the neckce, Miles cleared his throat as he straightened his back, letting the metal dangling stop.

  (Luna) Are you religious?

  (Miles) Of course. I was raised in a rural town. How about you?

  (Luna) I do. Before everything went to shit, I attended church. My father was religious and all.

  (Miles) Well, it was my mom’s, and she never told me where she got it from, but she said it’s important to her.

  Continuing to stare straight toward Miles’s cross neckce, Luna looked toward the monster that was soon coming, pushing the buttons on each baton. Upon inertia, both batons unleashed their twin double-edged bdes, the metal reflecting her face as it also reflected upon the monster in front of them.

  Gring at the hellish sight, as well as seeing the sky turning from a dim orange to a fiery red, Luna wielded both her hands in front of her.

  (Luna) I just hope God is still looking down with a smile, cause I don’t know how long he could tolerate us.

  (Miles) You and me both…

  Taking in an exhale of air into their lungs, both of them looked up toward the clouds above, looking at the moon that was clouded by the clouds. Slightly opening their mouths, they grit their teeth as their eyes sparkle at the sight beyond their human comprehension.

  Until they heard a yell.

  (Miles’s thoughts) What? Who could that be?

  Running toward the edge of the industrial building, both of them looked down in the direction of where the yell was, having both of their hands on the edge of the building. Seeing the two normal men still near the jeep, Miles squinted his eyes as he saw…

  (Miles) You gotta be kidding me…

  (Luna) I thought you took care of him!

  (Miles) We took care of Harold, but not him…

  Near the jeep, a stretchy hand reached outward underneath the military jeep, its bony fingers, and frail pale skin reflecting across Stan’s eyeballs. Having both of his hands onto Gary’s shoulders, the hand grabbing a hold of Gary’s leather boot none other than belonged to—

  (Stan) Shit, Gary!

  (Gary) What the hell is grabbing me!?

  (Ryan) Missed me?

  Gary's entire body remained frozen-like as he couldn’t move his eyeballs towards the cement. His chest upheaving as his knees started to buckle, Gary didn’t dare to look behind him or to the ground as his face began to turn pale.

  And then a body extorted out of the other side of the jeep, the head and body almost turning into a humanoid figure as it stopped being a stretchy substance.

  The body turned into a figure that they were all familiar with, a figure that wasn’t fully human-like, as it had bunny features upon its face. Continuing to remain in its pale and putrid body, the creature that dawned upon them was none other than…

  (Stan) So you’re pnning to stop us…

  Stan had his left hand etched into the back end of his back, his fingers brushing the cold metal object that was holstered tightly. With his right hand inside his jacket’s pocket, he slowly moved his hand through his pockets as he remained in eye contact with the sudden appearance of the lich.

  (Stan) Unlike before, we’re not going to go easy on you. Don’t expect us to accidentally kill you.

  (Ryan) So now you’re going to be judgemental huh? I guess Harold’s kill wasn’t enough for you was it? I never thought you would rub off his gruesome death like that.

  (Gary) What…

  Stan puckered her lips into his mouth, an abundance of sweat rolling down his face as he looked over toward Gary’s widened eyes.

  The droplets of sweat hitting the cement, his hands continued to remain inside of his jacket, his feet unable to pry themselves from the glued ground below him. For Gary, he continued to stare into the abyss, his chest heaving up and down frantically as he swayed his head back and forth.

  (Gary) You killed him …

  (Stan) Look, Gary, I didn’t have a choice—

  (Gary) Did you talk with him?

  (Stan) I didn’t mean to—

  (Gary) Don’t bullshit me, did you talk to him…?

  Stan looked down onto the cold sidewalk that had ash pyed around during the beginning of the night, his eyes not able to peer into Gary’s as he kept to himself.

  His throat jumping with every vowel that he said, Stan took a step back from Gary, followed by his breathing fastening as he continued to stare at Gary. Noticing that his fingers started to twitch, Stan pced his back against the wall, his hands gripping onto both metal objects from the innards of his jacket.

  (Stan) We couldn’t. He surprisingly attacked us first, and we had an opportunity where he was wounded. Me and Miles tried to help him out, but he pulled one st attack, so I haggled him into a rope. One thing led to another, and … the rope managed to be stuck in between the highway and the tire…

  Gary looked down as his hands were enclosed into fists, his knuckles sticking out as his chubby hands trembled heavily.

  His breathing turned erratic, his legs wobbling as his feet started to loosen their grip on the cement.

  He looked toward the scared Stan as his eyes were…

  Filled to the brim with tears, he let them roll down his cheeks as he just stared at Stan.

  (Gary) I’m tired…

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  (Libertatem 1, 59 / 3:56AM)

  (Luke) For the first team for civilian evacuation and zompire extermination, you guys are going to the downtown center. Make sure you find any civilian trapped or in danger and eliminate any threat that stands in your way.

  (Benn) On it Fenix.

  Turning his rge bluish head toward the three other members of his group, he felt the daggers of a short woman piercing his soul, leading to him scratching his rge nose with his right hand.

  The short woman in question folded her arms, her face scrunching up which led to the man right next to her to pce his hand onto her left shoulder. Not bothering to look at the silver-haired agent, she continued to clench up her body, her stomach tightening abnormally.

  (Agent Eren) You heard the shark-human, we have to go.

  (Agent Ada) Are you taking orders from Sharky there?

  (Agent Eren) We’re supposed to keep the people safe, and if it means working with shark humans, then I don’t care.

  Digging his right hand onto her shoulder, he pulled her entire body toward the two other figures in leather jackets, seeing Benn and Loraine waiting for them. Allowing herself to be dragged, she didn’t dare to look toward Benn, keeping her distance as she went behind Eren.

  Rolling his eyes, he used his right hand to hold the front of his fedora with his thumb and pointer finger, tilting it down and up in a formal manner.

  (Agent Eren) I hope we both won’t slow you down. I promise that I will try to tone her discrimination down a notch.

  (Benn) She’s nicer than the other discriminants.

  Seeing around him the lingering faces that continued to look at him coldly, Benn put his right hand into his pocket as he moved his left hand away from Loraine. Taking a couple of steps away from her, led Loraine to tilt her to the right as she stared up at him, causing her to let out a quiet hum.

  Clearing his throat, he used his left hand to point toward a jeep that seemed wide open for use, not bothering to look at Ada as well.

  (Benn) Let’s use that jeep there. I’ll be driving.

  (Agent Ada) Either that, or you’ll just take us somewhere to—

  (Agent Eren) Hey, knock it off.

  Smacking the back of her head with his right hand, his rough palms hit her in full force as she was pushed forward by the hit. Putting both of her hands on the back of her head, she looked down onto the asphalt, clinging her fingernails onto her head as she gritted her teeth.

  Hearing the sounds of drool and saliva hitting the asphalt, Eren let out a sigh as he pushed down his eyes on the shark-human.

  (Agent Eren) Let’s get this over with.

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  (Libertatem 1, 59 / 4:45AM)

  (Benn) Nothing so far.

  (Loraine) I’m tired…

  (Agent Eren) How is a little girl part of an elite force in the first pce?

  (Agent Ada) Don’t you remember? We helped set up that survival game with that chubby man named Boris.

  (Agent Eren) Oh…

  Inside of a military jeep, Benn had his hands on the steering wheel as Loraine sat on the passenger. Followed by both agents sitting in the back, both of their eyes slowly started to flicker into a deep sleep, dark eyebags settling into their eyelids.

  Seeing this, Loraine put her right hand into one of her pant’s pockets, pulling out a paper ball that she found when she was in the industrial center several hours ago. Having it in her hand, she pulled back her arm to unleash the paper pall, the ball smacking straight between her eyes which caused her to flinch her entire body upward in less than a second.

  (Agent Ada) What the hell are you doing!?

  (Loraine) hehe.

  Sticking out her tongue, Loraine put on a goofy face as she used her left hand to pull down her left eyelid, her finger making it as if she was flipping her off in her way.

  Grinding her teeth against one another, Ada hunched her body forward as she pced both of her hands on the back seat of Loraine. Gripping the leather seat tightly, her fingernails dug themselves into it as she tapped her heels repeatedly.

  (Agent Ada) What did you do that for?!

  (Loraine) Cause you’re funny-looking.

  (Agent Ada) Excuse me?!

  (Agent Eren) Just let it go, she’s just a kid.

  Folding her arms, Ada looked over toward the window as she had her right leg over her left, her chest heaving up and down in a rapid motion.

  Eren then csped his hands together as he looked down onto the jeep floor, fiddling with his fingers as he kept to himself. Not even bothering to look at Benn or Loraine, Eren had his mouth enclosed shut.

  As for Benn, he turned his head toward Loraine who continued to have a cheeky grin, his eyes having eyebags underneath his eyelids.

  (Benn) Why did you do that?

  (Loraine) She’s mean.

  (Benn) Mean? She wasn’t mean to you.

  (Loraine) But she was.

  (Benn) … So you threw that ball for me?

  Loraine nodded her head a yes as she stared right into his rge blue nose, his face and eyes continuing to keep themselves on the road ahead. With his right hand, he used his fingernails to scratch the tip of it as his eyes slowly started to flicker shut, his eyelids on the verge of forcing him to sleep.

  Even though he was half asleep and focused on driving, Benn gnced at the nod, clearing his throat as he pced his left hand on his chest.

  (Benn’s thoughts) For a maniac, she doesn’t like discrimination. I guess she isn’t that bad after all…

  A bump was heard in the back of the car.

  (Benn) What the…

  (Agent Eren) Is it a zompire?!

  (Agent Ada) Stay alert!

  Everyone lifted their heads, all looking around the downtown center to see where they had bumped into, their eyes peering into the darkened sidewalks and street.

  Noticing that nothing particur was around them, with the streets having no signs of zompires or any lich being seen, Benn tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads and noses, followed by many of them letting out huge gulps from their throats, Loraine sniffed the air around her.

  Almost like a dog, Loraine arched her head forward as she took in a huge amount of air, her eyes widening as she rapidly turned toward Benn.

  (Loraine) He’s here…

  (Benn) Who’s here?

  (???) Round two for you missy!

  A lich plopped itself right onto the windshield of the car.

  His legs froze to the core, and Benn’s arms jerked to the right as he continued to hold onto the steering wheel. With the sudden motion of the car swerving instantly, the wheels upon the jeep had no choice but to lock, causing the jeep to …

  Flip over on its left side.

  (Benn) Hold on!

  Their world in slow motion, Benn extended his right hand over Loraine’s face, shielding it from the gss shards that lept toward the inside of the jeep. Meanwhile, the two agents that were in the back grabbed a hold of the back of both Benn and Loraine’s seats, their sweaty hands clutching onto the leather.

  The jeep rolled repeatedly, their visions blurred as the twirling motion that was bestowed upon them caused them to bnk out from the impact upon each roll. With the jeep finally managed to stop, it nded on its left side of the door, making the jeep tilt sideways as the left side door was blocked.

  (Benn) Oh… you all alright?

  (Agent Eren) Barely.

  (Agent Ada) pfft … this is nothing.

  As Benn y horizontally on the edge of the jeep, his head was pced near the broken window that was repced with the bck asphalt.

  Turning his head, he looked toward the shielded Loraine as he continued to have his right hand hovering over her, many bits of metal and gss pricking all over his hand. Pulling it back, he saw that the girl only sustained minor injuries, compared to him and the other agents.

  (Benn) Let’s get out of here.

  Seeing that the gss windows of the front of the jeep were broken, Benn pushed his bulky but small body forward as he got himself out. Laying on the street that was littered with gss, his back felt the pricking sounds of gss popping next to him, as both agents also escaped from the jeep.

  With Loraine in tow, she had only a slight bruise on her forehead, while the agents had blood pouring from their foreheads.

  (Agent Eren) pants … How did we crash again?

  (Benn) Something was in front of the car—

  (???) You are a lousy driver. Well, I couldn't expect anything less than a sharky.

  The four figures turned their heads toward the voice that appeared from behind the jeep, seeing a man with ghostly pale skin and a white fabric covering him.

  Having both of his arms extending wide open, followed by his palms facing toward them, a white cloud started to form along the edges of his wrists.

  Loraine widened her eyes as she pced herself in the back of Benn.

  (Loraine) That’s Pedro.

  (Benn) So I guess I have to help you face him huh…

  And from the back of him, not only it was just Pedro, but through the street right in front of them that was clouded with smoke—

  A massive horde of pouncers walked through the street as they id their eyes onto the group.

  (Benn) Eren, contact the soldiers that were with us!

  Eren put his right hand into his suit jacket, findling it as he scoured through the many gum and tic tacs that he had in it. His knuckles grazing against a bck cold metal object, he quickly pulled it out as he pced it right in front of his mouth.

  Clearing his throat, he parted his feet as he pced his left hand on the walkie-talkie, holding it with both of his hands.

  (Agent Eren) Ptoon Leader, give us your location!

  Silence was all that was read, as there was an eerie frequency coming from the other end of the device. Digging into the metal with his fingertips, the walkie-talkie started to creak as he hunched his back, causing Ada to widen her eyes as she heard an eerie frequency…

  (Agent Eren) Ptoon Leader! Please we need backup—

  (Agent Ada) Eren, give it up!

  (Agent Eren) This is a dire situation Ada!

  (Agent Ada) I think I know what happened to them!

  Pointing her short finger toward the group of pouncers, both agents as well as Benn and Loraine took in the clothes that the zompires were wearing. Noticing it, all of them took a step back as they opened their jaws wide, causing Pedro to tilt his head up as he let out a small chuckle.

  Colpsing onto the ground, Eren stared at the amount of pouncers that were coming towards them, as his eyes reflected the zompires…

  Soldier uniforms.