Chapter 78
The quiet aura that penetrated the main street of Downtown Tokyo did not a reassure any of the eleven people that walked in its path. Not one of the partners or the Ronin Warriors believed that the danger the Dynasty could throw at them was completely gone. Most, if not everyone on the deserted streets, felt that it was too quiet, too deserted, and too foggy. Jazalyn noticed a huge mist of dark clouds that had rolled over the city, and hung in the air. The sense of dread was overpowering. "I hate this place," Jazalyn shivered.
"You're not the only one," Melody agreed. "This place feels…well…wrong."
"For once, I'm not going to argue with you about that," Brian replied.
Melody grinned as everyone continued walking down the abandoned street. The general lack of activity was enough to make her both nervous and frustrated. She craved action, but deep down inside, she wondered if this war was giving her too much action.
As everyone kept walking, the clouds started getting thicker. Finally, the clouds became so thick that Melody couldn't see in front of her. Almost, as if by a newly acquired instinct, Sekhmet's partner reached out and grabbed Jazalyn's arm. "Melody, are you okay?" Jazalyn asked.
"I can't see anything in front of me," Melody whined.
"I can't either," Jazalyn nodded. "Hey! You guys still here?"
No one answered. Jazalyn tried calling out again, but there was still no answer. "Melody?"
"Yes."
"Are you still holding on to me?"
"Yes. Why do you ask Jazalyn?"
"Because," Jazalyn swallowed, "I think we just lost track of the others?"
The next words out of Melody's mouth were "Oh, shit!"
The quiet aura that penetrated the main street of Downtown Tokyo did not a reassure any of the eleven people that walked in its path. Not one of the partners or the Ronin Warriors believed that the danger the Dynasty could throw at them was completely gone. Most, if not everyone on the deserted streets, felt that it was too quiet, too deserted, and too foggy. Jazalyn noticed a huge mist of dark clouds that had rolled over the city, and hung in the air. The sense of dread was overpowering. "I hate this place," Jazalyn shivered.
"You're not the only one," Melody agreed. "This place feels…well…wrong."
"For once, I'm not going to argue with you about that," Brian replied.
Melody grinned as everyone continued walking down the abandoned street. The general lack of activity was enough to make her both nervous and frustrated. She craved action, but deep down inside, she wondered if this war was giving her too much action.
As everyone kept walking, the clouds started getting thicker. Finally, the clouds became so thick that Melody couldn't see in front of her. Almost, as if by a newly acquired instinct, Sekhmet's partner reached out and grabbed Jazalyn's arm. "Melody, are you okay?" Jazalyn asked.
"I can't see anything in front of me," Melody whined.
"I can't either," Jazalyn nodded. "Hey! You guys still here?"
No one answered. Jazalyn tried calling out again, but there was still no answer. "Melody?"
"Yes."
"Are you still holding on to me?"
"Yes. Why do you ask Jazalyn?"
"Because," Jazalyn swallowed, "I think we just lost track of the others?"
The next words out of Melody's mouth were "Oh, shit!"