Chapter
Seven:
Haldiar
Richard's POV: We stopped in
front of a group of what looked like regular apartment buildings,
about twenty in all, around large courtyards. "This is
normally where we work from," said Carter. "It's never
failed us before," said Bill. As an afterthought, he added, "And
it has beautiful scenery." Kaiyt rolled her eyes and Cater
thwapped Bill on the back of the head. "You know," said
Brooke, "that's completely beside the point." "I
know," Bill replied. "It is true though." We walked
through the courtyards to a small building on the edge of the
complex. "This is it. Our little pocket of resistance in a
hostile world," remarked Kaiyt. "Wait a minute," started
Mekae. I nodded in agreement. "Behind us." "Well,
that didn't go as planned now, did it?" said a voice behind
me. I turned around and saw the man who had been in Zancron a
few weeks ago. "Ah, someone I know here," he sneered.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matt, and I hail from
Grebuldine." "You know you can't win a fight here,"
said Blair. "Are you sure about that? I could duel you right
here!" Matt shouted, and leaped towards her. Blair nodded,
and Reno struck, his blade going deep into Matt. "That was
cheap," he gasped. "And you wouldn't have done the same
thing?" asked Blair. "You think you are such a good
group?" Matt sneered. "Meet mine!" A group of twenty or
so Adepts popped out from behind bushes, stairs, and trees. "Not
feeling on top now, are you?" Matt laughed. Kaiyt struck
first, shooting ice missiles at two Mars Adepts near her. Matt leaped
at Blair, swinging a sword. Mekae, Allen, and Cyrus tackled a group
of five Mercury Adepts wielding maces. "Zambiandë!" I
yelled, hoping to cut the battle short. Elephade led ten
shadows out of my sword, and they scattered in all directions.
Elephande and Elephade ran towards Matt, who was sneaking up behind
Reno and Bill. Suliantig and Allysuntis lent their aid to Blair,
Brooke and Alex, while Defoc and Elephate came towards Allen and
I. Soon, all lay dead except Matt, who was on the ground, fury
in his gaze. Some distance away, his attacker was found. Blaze
lay in thick grass, her sword in her hand. Before he had fallen, his
sword had found her neck, and a deep gash was in it. "Should
have expected it sooner or later, though. One of us would be the
first," said Chris. "Take him inside," I said. "Let's
hope this is still a safe house for now."
