Brrrrr...
With a swift chop, the Reaver that was about to strike felt its lower body go cold. Before it could register what happened, it disappeared into black smoke, confusion etched on its face.
Lowering his hand, Shinji held the chainsword down onto the floor. Using the auto-senses present in his helmet, Shinji made sure that there were no more soldiers present in the brig. Waving his hand, he signalled the others to follow him.
All the while their mouths were wide open
"Holy crap, what was that!? That was awesome!"
Dan Heng couldn't help but agree with March's statement. While he could deal with the Antimatter legion on his own, he could not take on 230 of them simultaneously, nor dispatch them in less than an hour. He was shocked at the brutal efficiency of the man in front of them, but more importantly, scared...
Just where on earth did Stelle find these helpers!?
"Come now, we must make haste. The sooner we reach the seclusion zone as soon as possible. I have picked up some signs of life there..."
March tilted her head in confusion. "I thought Ms. Asta had said there were no researchers present there. How can you find signs of life there..." Dan Heng nodded as well, but stopped once he realised something. "Wait, he could be right. I have heard from some of the passing researchers that Herta had given this zone to Ruan Mei, for her to conduct some experiments in this zone. I wonder if there is any connection between her experiments and the signs of life Mr. Shinji..."
Meanwhile, Stelle stood to the side, confused at what on earth they were talking about. She was just born (read – found) today, and as a result, she had no memories of her past. All she knew was that her bitch of a mother abandoned her here, leaving her alone while taking her silver-haired older sister back.
Shaking her head, she followed the group to the seclusion zone, her head still trying to reel from the information overload...
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Walking down the tall corridor, the group made haste to their destination, urgent in their need to save the 'people ' who were stuck down there. As they reached closer to their destination, they began hearing sounds coming from the pharmaceutical room.
"Wait, I didn't Ms. Herta kept cats here..."
March initially felt confused at the sound of the mewling, but grew angry at the thought of scared little cats cowering in fear, as the Antimatter legion attacked everything in their sight. "Let's go and save them!"
Clutching the bow in front, she began running to the pharmaceutical room, wanting to save the little kitty cats. Barging into the room, she held the bow high, wanting to save whatever was scaring the poor cats, but stopped as she got closer, mouth hanging wide open.
10 large cakes huddled together in fear, mewling with their cat-like faces in terror. Despite smelling very similar to the Moonlight cakes she once had, they were very much alive, and very much inedible.
And standing before them were three giant bugs, hissing venomously.
"Holy Terra, Tyranids!?"