The DarkHole Laboratory

Bandit Disturbers

Alamira, Braxton and Willow are in a tree house. Looks like abandoned and uninhabited. Indeed, this is the home of the Alamira family that they have long left behind.

They were sitting near a small fireplace. Enjoy their drinks. Smoke from their breath.

The atmosphere is very cold at night. Willow tightened his coat. Occasionally look at the walls of this tree house.

"So here we have to stay?" Willow asked. He was disgusted by the almost rickety condition of the tree house. Not nearly going down, maybe.

"Temporary" said Alamira.

"You have to be patient, you're not tourists" Alamira's circus tells Willow.

Willow was observing his coat filled with cobwebs. "Ck! But it should give us a decent place, maybe more worthy of this rickety house" Willow said.

"Willow can you control your nagging!" Braxton was sultry to hear Willow's complaint.

Sraak!

They looked at each other and were alert. Alamira turned off the fireplace, he stepped very slowly. He sees Willow will move but with the movement of his hand, Alamira tells Willow not to make any movement.

He's coming to the window. Peeped. "Ark" his screech was restrained, the bow darting right at the edge of his cheek. And fresh blood dripped. Alamira immediately sought a hideout. He rubbed the drops of blood on his cheeks. And the blood came out.

Willow and Braxton step into a safer place. Prepare with each weapon.

DOOM UP!

DOOM UP!

DOOM UP!

A series of explosions from outside. Willow and Braxton run out the door, but Alamira stops Braxton with her arm and drags him to a hidden exit.

He knew because this was his home, Willow followed behind Braxton. "Who are they?" Ask.

"Maybe those bandits who didn't accept defeat." They descended the weathered staircase, with numerous cobwebs of dust scattered.

Willow closes his nose, while Braxton removes the cobwebs that interfere with his path.

They reached below and were greeted with water, which flooded the lower floors. Alamira gave them breathing apparatus to swim.

"Wear it!" Alamira did not wait, he wore and threw himself, while in the water it protected him from the water. There's a clear membrane protecting itself from getting wet.

Braxton follows and followed by Willow, he is secretly amazed by the woman's discovery.

They call him an illegal researcher. It turned out that the woman had attached her magic to her tools.

It is very taboo if you discuss it in the human world, especially in Nocturnal, they say science should not be combined with magic.

And it was illegal, hence they from the middle and lower worlds if they were in the upper world or their humans made shields to protect them from the cruelty of the humans.

They did not hesitate to destroy their village and it happened to the village of Arctos.

"Turn on the radar and prepare the weapons I gave you don't use your weapons!"

They are still under water. Following the Alamira movement. And they came to the bank of the river, dry.

And it's a pair of glasses, a dagger gun for Braxton and an arrow for Willow.

"Excellent" Braxton was amazed by the dagger he accidentally struck and became a sword in his hand.

"You can use it, right?" The pull of her lips signified ridicule on Willow. Alamira snorted as Willow released her arrow at him.

"How's it?" Willow said casually.

They were greatly helped by the glasses from the Alamira, they could see in the darkness. Glasses that can detect body temperature.

"We better attack now, and I'm very tired, the sooner we finish, the better" Alamira said.

He wanted to rest, in his real home, yes the house they had stopped at was indeed the house of Alamira, the old house owned by his parents who had been abandoned long ago.

"Let's sort it out" without long Alamira advancing towards his target as well as Braxton and Willow they are heading towards their respective targets.

"Hgrk .. " vomit of blood from his enemy, Alamira drew his sword on his opponent's fatal area.

Shuuu!

Shuuu!

JLB!

JLB!

BRUG!

Two of Willow's opponents eyes widened with an arrow sticking out of his forehead. They're dead.

Crink!

"That's them!" His opponents shouted as they saw the lightning from Braxton's sword.

Braxton swung his sword, playing it as he stepped closer to the opponent who attacked him simultaneously.

Srak!

"Gro!"

"Aragh!"

JLB!

Braxton raised his sword high he wanted to unsheathe however, his attacks were deflected, they attacked each other. Dancing with swords.

TRANKS!

TRANKS!

Braxton has to end this. His breathing began to fade. He took a deep breath. It adds a little bit of strength. Attacking to complete.

TRANKS!

ZRAAK!

Braxton has an opponent who can fight back. His agility in attacking cannot be defeated. He ripped his opponent's stomach until fresh blood splattered the grass.

Alamira holds the chin of one who attacks them,

"You're the bandit who made it? Tell your flock, I am Alamira not afraid of you, you weak Bajing! Tell that to Homur!"

He removed the bandit's rough chin and let the bandit escape.

There was a disjointed breath of the three of them. "Let's get some rest" They left the woods dark with the bodies of their dead opponents.

Tbc.