The DarkHole Laboratory

Trapped by Trappers

"Flesi" Sapa a man. Who recognized him? It was impossible to recognize him, he had changed his face.

He was glued and looked down inside. "Flesi" the voice approached. But Raflesia quickly covered her face by pulling her hood out of sight.

He also stepped quickly to get out of the building. The footsteps behind him sounded. Raflesia ran away.

Shouts calling his name he did not mind. He hid behind the wall and peeked. He saw Kola looking for him.

He slipped when Kola did not look at him, he walked quickly, the point where the man saw him running away, the action of chasing each other occurred.

His breathing was stuck, and why the man did not give up, he entered the alley with sweat pouring out. He does not like sweat. Sticky.

"Flesi?" The voice seemed close, he peeked from where he was hiding. He's closing himself up. The sound of footsteps approaching.

Triiss …

"Yes?"

"I ... okay I'm there? Alex? Rfizt Hill, right? Yes ... Carry it out" Raflesia heard Alex's name called, he sharpened his hearing.

Then Kola moved away from Raflesia's place. The woman came out of hiding and looked at the back of the man who was away.

Why did the man recognize him? Did my magic start to weaken, but only the true one fell in love unaffected by the mermaid magic, Raflesia's face stiffened, no, definitely not because of it but because she was exhausted right?

Raflesia swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, but it was not that if he really fell in love with her that it would be easy for Raflesia to influence him.

But then, he thought again. He certainly had a secret weapon.

He called his right hand to pick him up.

***

The hill is getting busy. Many robot jars passed by, in addition to helping with the harvest, also help with care.

Camy unmitigatedly sent ten trucks containing hundreds of thousands of robotic jars. Because the enemy also brought unmitigated troops.

Raflesia's spies use magic to trick them into turning themselves into robot jars and making it inside the main house.

They scattered some markers, for the herd they knew, the center of the Rfizt hill and finished them off quickly.

One of the spies felt that the members of DarkHole and ExSide were nothing. They are easily fooled.

Until now, they did not know it had been conceded and the intruder had already put in a lot of its spies.

"Very stupid!" When they cross paths with members of DarkHole or ExSide. The screeching continues they throw.

They use special communication tools and only they can communicate with each other.

Someone sat with his hands and feet tied. Laugh with frightened eyes. Before long, the only door in the room opened. Enter the figure held by a firearm.

The figure held by the firearm was dressed up the same as someone tied first.

He held the second prisoner next to the first. "Don't do anything if you want to survive" whispered gripping.

The woman took off the rough eye patch of the second prisoner. The second prisoner could see their chairman battered and bound in front of him.

Surprise approached him. The chairman is still in communication, they are still ruled by his chairman, even he was also herded to the place that his chairman ordered earlier.

The feathers are bristled, so it is not those who are above the clouds but those who are trapped.

He sipped his saliva with great difficulty. It was like swallowing a thorny seed. He did what his boss did. Because after that the herd entered one by one.

They were too arrogant, insulting the workings of DarkHole members as well as ExSide. Which they're too haughty.

 

If they use magic to transform themselves, they are attacked by turning them against the will of the enemy.

Truly a crushing retaliation if they get caught up with their own game. A sneer is seen on the woman who carries her flock.

"How happy is the game that the enemy has taken over secretly? Mungkiinn ... is as fun as when you think we're stupid, now who's stupid?" Whispers were heard in the room and also in the ears of the captives.

A small oddity was left behind with the woman's departure. Surely he will return with new captives who will be surprised to see the herd gathered here.

Their eyes could emit the sense they had, but the body movements were all controlled by the person on the Rfizt hill.

BRACKET!

The door opened violently. Emerging a new female figure, he approached the chairman and quickly kicked the chairman until he rolled over with the chair he was sitting on. His movements are very fast.

The woman kicked the chairman's head many times, "Try you guys off, then I'll be very happy" she pulled the zipper of the high-heeled leather shoe that reached her thigh. Then he went out leaving the prisoner.

Before long entered the man with a cold, flat look. Approaching the leader, then again fixing the chairman's seat in his original place, their leader was unconscious with a lot of seepage of fresh blood flowing also bruised throughout his face.

"Don't act!" Order the flat man then exit the room. The prisoners glanced at each other. They look the same, scared.

"Young lady called me, they're ready to attack, just waiting for the command of the chief." Information from one of the intruders who is still on the loose. Of course the people behind this Rfizt Hill know about it.

Because the voice of the chief was heard, pasahal was clearly deimata of the captives, their chief was unconscious. Their eyes widen. "Tell the young lady not first, wait for my cue" even her intonation and voice were exactly the same as theirs.

"Wait, we make beauty hell" continued the chairman's voice. Their feathers bristled, horror clearly drawn in the eyes of the captives. 

The massacre of his people is about to happen. It was only hope that there was one of them still wandering around to be aware of this trap.

But hope is only hope, when one more of them enters the room. And surprised to see their partner in there.

Tbc.