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."
