Chapter 7 - Busted!
"One of the biggest problems that come with Grimm is their ability to coordinate their
attacks. They were seen using something like tactics under special circumstances."
Doctor Shwiwap, a middle aged woman with brown and yellow hair, sat on her desk and looked at each one of us. She taught us all kinds of things about the most dangerous creatures in Remnant.
"There is no real explanation or even supporting evidence for a behavior as such, but yet
alone the thought that these creatures could learn by the time; that would be very
unsettling."
She took a deep breath and asked us all a theoretical question.
"So what if it was true? What would that mean for us all, for each and every living being in
Remnant?"
She looked around and angled her head with a cheeky smile.
"No one can think of any possible answer, but what we do know is that it could be bad.
There have always been Grimm, and there will always be Grimm, and we can say we're
happy with that. And that is because our situation could be so much worse."
I got an idea. I raised my hand and waited for the teacher to see me. Doctor Shwiwap pointed at me.
"Mr. Tangery, do you have a question?"
"Yes, I do actually."
I replied and told her what I had thought about.
"Back when we were in the forest, a fellow teammate and I encountered a species of Grimm
we have never seen before. They looked a lot like cheetahs, and as we had got rid of them,
they did not turn into dust right away."
The teacher looked interested. She stretched out her hand and gave me a signal to continue, and then she crossed her arms again.
"They sort of melted away, like ice cream. Their remains stuck to our weapons. These
remains eventually turned into dust after some time, but that was still a weird event. What do
you think about that, Doctor?"
She stood up for the first time. She walked around the desk and started to dig through a lot of paperwork in its top drawer.
"What you just said, Mr. Tangery, matches another report I have received from the local
police force. They saw these creatures, and they even got one. And…"
She took a bundle of sheets and held them up to let us all see it.
"They said exactly the same. Whatever happened there, it was not the first time that
something like that happened."
Some students exchanged looks. Someone to the left to me spoke up. It was Carmine.
"I think that is just another story to become infamous. This doesn't sound believable."
Before I could say something, Doctor Shwiwap interrupted him.
"And what do you think, Mr. Bull?"
She looked at him, while pushing her glasses up a notch. Carmine was obviously caught off guard by her question.
"Was it just an exaggeration, or did this happen twice? Tell us your thoughts.
That's what you all are here for. In my classes, everyone gets to express their thoughts."
"I think that he has absolutely no idea what really happened, maybe he wants to persecute
Darkin."
Ivory threw in cold. Doctor Shwiwap seemed to see what was going on, because she continued with her class before Carmine could say anything, who was now angered by Ivory's verbal countermeasure. Or, slap in the face as I would call it.
"However, this is another question we can't answer that simply. There is only one way to
truly identify the threat. And that would be to go out into the forest, find the hotspot where
all these events occurred, and to search for clues and evidence. That is what we will do next
class. Remember to ready up for that trip, and no school uniforms. You don't want to make
your clothing dirty in a real class, other than all that sitting around and listening, am I right?"
She crossed her arms and looked to her left. Numa got pointed out by our teacher.
"Miss Rhein, what exactly did you think when encountering your first Grimm?"
Numa did not need a lot of time to come up with an answer. She breathed in and replied with something completely unexpected.
"Do you want to hear the honest thought? It was, and I quote; oh, look at that cute thing, that
really can't be one of the fearsome Grimm."
"Explain this to us, would you, dear?"
Of course, everyone had no idea what she just meant with that. I wasn't scared easily, but Grimm brought even me to shudder. Literally everyone looked at Numa with an unbelieving glimpse. Was she just a badass or did she mean it in a completely different way? Numa seemed to notice our curiosity.
She quickly added a description of this very scene.
"Don't worry, it was a small Grimm. In fight school, we got an example of a living Grimm. Everyone got told that the Creatures of Grimm were huge, monstrous and absolutely deadly. The grownups made them look like giants with unbendable perilousness. And when we finally saw one of those things for the first time, I was somehow disappointed at the sight. It was big, yes, it had its normal size, but all the stories made them seem like they were way bigger, you get me, Doctor?"
Doctor Shwiwap smiled interested. She nodded quickly.
"Yes, I certainly do, Miss Rhein. I think everyone gets the idea. So, what was the point in showing the creature to all of you?"
Numa leant herself forwards.
"We were supposed to see the creature and to understand the threat. And let me tell you, they did a pretty good job right there."
Doctor Shwiwap nodded, deep in thoughts.
"What a great idea. The sooner you see the threat, the more time you have to prepare to face it. Which school did you attend, dear?"
Numa smiled proud.
"I am from Mistral, so I attended Sanctum."
Our teacher gave a consensual smile at Numa and nodded. She angled her head.
"That is indeed interesting. Yes, Sanctum is by far the best fight school in Mistral. Did anyone else in this class attend Sanctum?"
I saw some students who raised their hands and affirmed her question.
Among others, I saw Ivory, Baared, Lekti, Nigrin and Yellwin who raised their hands. Doctor Shwiwap nodded as she closely inspected everyone who came forward. She then asked.
"And who is not from Mistral or attended Sanctum? Name your schools, please."
Pale, Akupacca and Gris said that they were all attending Parabell Academy.
Thistle did not attend a fight school directly, but she was protruding in some sort of a military boot camp in fighting Grimm, which eventually gave her the possibility to attend Haven Academy.
Lycide came from Atlas, and she proudly declared that she was one of the few students who got a chance to attend Haven by graduating Hetriff University.
That was actually a very good title to get; Hetriff was a very difficult school after all.
They were classy and had high assumptions for new pupils. And although located in Atlas, they did not have the pay to win system.
Eda declared that she came from the Kingdom of Vale over here after she graduated Signal Academy on the island Patch, west from Vale, just as Carmine did.
Here is an interesting fact by the way. Carmine was not stupid, he had a slightly better graduation than Eda, and still, even though he came from a way classier family, he called us bigwigs on our first day. I really tried to understand his motives behind that, but I just got even more puzzled than before.
Rogey and Racko attended Ticatrium Academy in Vacuo.
I was the only one who was attending the little Colognium University on Sanus. The university originated from an old castle which was used as a harbor in the Great War. It mainly defended the continent Sanus and the surrounding coastlines from Anima, or to make it easier, from the Kingdom of Mistral.
It was lesser known in Mistral, but it was more of an attraction than a real university. It sat on a cliff on the southeast of the continent, next to a huge and beautiful rock formation which decorated the already astonishing cliffs. It wasn't a rare occurrence that waves with a height of a building hit the cliffs. But it was not bad after all. I have learned a lot there, probably everything I knew by then.
Doctor Shwiwap found a great deal of interest in my story.
"So you attended Colognium University. I must say, out of all students I have ever had, you are the first one who graduated from there. Tell me, who exactly did you have as your prime teacher?"
I didn't need to think twice. I remembered my teacher very well. He was one of the few people who I was able to stand out in my childhood.
"Mr. Zen Kurra. He was my teacher. A fine man I might add."
"Oh, he surely is. I met him before; we attended the same Vytal festival in Atlas. He is a very good teacher, you are right."
She stood up and placed her hands behind her back.
"So, now we know each other even better, let's continue the class. We haven't left much time. What are the two most dangerous things about Grimm? No wrong answers."
Yellwin raised her hand after a few seconds.
"It is probably their strength in numbers. There are always Grimm attacks which include a lot of Grimm, which could mean that the somehow organize each concur with humans."
"That is certainly a real Problem with these creatures. You are right, Miss Pyre. And do you know why they attack in the first place?"
Yellwin shook her head and shrugged.
"I'm sorry, but I have to pass on that."
I thought intensely, sorting my memories to find a clue, but I couldn't recall anything. It was at that moment which Thistle used to reply.
"Back in the military camp which I attended, everyone taught us to hide our emotions as good as possible whenever we were practicing. I assume that has something to do with your question, Doctor?"
"Golden answer, Turika."
Doctor Shwiwap stood up quickly and walked straight to the chalk behind her desk. She began to crudely draw a Grimm Beowulf and two lines with bolts pointing away from the Creature. She wrote two words on top of the lines using blue crayon.
She wrote emotions and strength down.
"These words perfectly call out the most dangerous things about these creatures. First come emotions. Grimm are usually attracted by emotions such as disgust, hate, anger, sadness. The more there is, the more likely they are going o be attracted by it.
So watch out what you're doing when you wander out into the woods. And never forget, whenever you see a Grimm, you can almost be sure that it won't be alone."
She paused and added three lines, pointing towards the creature.
"What do you need to do to kill a Grimm? What are the three most important things you need to have? Hamelinn."
Gris casually leaned back in his seat.
"One needs skill in combat, to defend him and attack the threat."
Doctor Shwiwap nodded and wrote down combat.
"Yes, indeed. The most important aspect is something different though. Combat alone does not assure your victory."
She pointed at Racko. He guessed.
"It is important to have endurance and agility. Which would combine combat and skill."
Shwiwap wrote down agility. Yellwin explained what she thought.
"I am sure that you need perception."
Doctor Shwiwap nodded hastily.
"Define that, dear."
Yellwin bit on her lip and thought of a good reply.
"It is mandatory to see what the creature is doing and in which position you are. If I am standing in between trees, then I have to remember that I can't use the whole space around me. I might hit a tree, or the Grimm could outflank me."
Our teacher gave her a thumb up and wrote down perception.
"You are right. Your perception is a very important aspect in fighting. You simply need to know your surroundings to get a better picture of what you can do and what can be dangerous for you and others."
She looked at the clock which hung on the wall next to the huge chalk board. She addressed every one of us.
"Please write down all the aspects we just have talked about. I want you to think about all those aspects. Tomorrow we will talk about different ways to defeat Grimm, and you can already think about that as well. We see us tomorrow. Have a good day."
I held my sword up to the light. I finished polishing the blade with something I received from the weapons technician in Haven. The blade shined in a beautiful grey and silver combination; I watched closely as it was mirroring the bright lamp in our room.
To say that I liked my weapon was not true in the slightest way. I loved it, I clung to it. Destiny's Sun was my one and only true beauty at that point. Pale remarked.
"Ya know, I can't work with stiff weapons. I need the constant movement. But ya got a really nice one, man."
"Thanks."
I replied.
"It is my beauty."
"Same with me and Burgund."
He replied and continued preparing his Yo-Yo. I pulled off some easy movement with my beloved weapon. The door opened behind me, and Pale and I saw Eda carrying a huge metal box into our bedroom. I continued swinging my sword back and forth while asking.
"Do you need help?"
Eda kindly shook her head while putting the box on the ground.
"No thanks, it looks heavier than it actually is. But what's inside is the real deal."
With two clicks the chest opened and revealed a lot of the explosive feather balls, specially built for her. She took a yellow one out.
"This is the future, my friends. I got them fresh from Vale."
"And how many are in there?"
I asked and slid my sword into the scabbard. A quiet click assured me that the weapon sat tightly inside it. Eda shrugged.
"I have ordered only fifty two for the beginning. Should be enough, don't you think? "
"It probably is."
I replied and took a look at the shipment. There were four rows of feather balls, each one sitting in some sort of plastic framework. There were variants of red, yellow, blue, orange, purple and white dust, and I also saw a few grenades filled with a mixture of black and purple.
Eda smiled as she inspected the shipment and took out a bunch of different versions. She started to put them all in her belt.
Sixteen grenades fitted in there, and four on various different places on her body. The first two were placed on a strap on her right thigh and two on her left arm. She took out a special piece of clothing out of the box. It was some sort of armlet for her upper arm. The grenades fit perfectly inside a plastic frame. Now she was fully prepared or any situation.
I nodded impressed.
"Nice, now you don't need to worry about running out of ammo again."
"That's right. As far as I am concerned, we can go out and investigate."
Pale nodded and put his Yo-Yo away.
"Where's Ivory hangin'?
That was a good question. We didn't want to leave her behind, I wouldn't let that happen. I walked to our desk and began to load my three magazines with ammunition. I received the bullets from a local weapons trader; I commissioned it after the quest ended. What he sent were two small containers of high quality bullets with black casings. One magazine was able to hold nineteen bullets.
And even if I ran out of ammunition, I could simply continue the fight using my weapon in its sword form.
Pale's question Ivory opened the door to our room and said somewhat hysterically.
"Guys, I found out something interesting. Do you remember the kind of ship the smugglers used?"
I answered with a nod. Of course I knew what kinds of aircraft they used; they visited us from time to time, always with the same vehicles.
Ivory looked at us all with a bold expression which gave the illusion that she had done something daring.
"And if you had to describe it, would you use the terms boat like, formed like an arrow and rusted?"
That interrupted me in my progress with loading my magazines. I put everything down.
"Yeah, I'd probably do, why?"
Ivory grinned like a Cheshire cat.
"Dock four, arrived yesterday in the evening. Five people, four of them heavily armed and disgruntled looking. They were apparently shipping large amounts of dust. They're staying at a nearby hostelry."
She held a piece of paper up in the air, and we saw that she scribbled some cues on it. To say that we were surprised by that was only a harmless way to describe us at this moment.
"How did you get all that information?"
Ivory just waved off.
"Oh, I have my ways. Don't you worry, this is trustful info. An old friend who owed me something told me what I wanted to know."
My eyes narrowed in disbelief, however, we all believed her. Eda breathed out and took a feather ball out of her belt. She threw it into the air, not too high, and balanced it on her index finger.
"Let's move out then. I guess we're ready."
We walked out of our room. I exited it last so I pulled the door close behind me. The lock clicked and assured me that the door was shut. But we did not come far. Rogey stepped onto the floor at the same time. Her gaze got stuck at us, I can't blame her, after all we looked like we were ready to tear apart a whole army.
Combat ready as I would describe us. She of course looked curious.
"Hey ya' guys, what are you off to? You look like we're under attack."
Greystep told us we shouldn't inform anybody about our intentions. But seriously, Rogey was sort of a team member for us, although she fought with team BRNN. But we attended the same Academy and we all had the same goals, so why not tell her?
"We're heading to the airship docks."
Rogey looked at us with an even more curious expression. She crossed her arms.
"Is it going to be dangerous?"
My friends and I exchanged looks.
"Yeah, I guess so. Why?"
"Then I'd like to join you, and I be the others would like to come as well. At least if you want us to."
With the others she obviously meant her team mates. I thought about that. They could help us, of course, but wasn't that a little too exaggerated? There was only one ship with one crew, and they couldn't be that strong. That was what I thought.
We decided to let them stay at Haven. I didn't know any better, although my idea wasn't that bad.
"Listen, you can tell your team where we are. You can find us at dock four. If we don't respond when we arrive, you can come after us, okay? It is better if we have someone here who watches our backs."
She saluted while making a face like a serial killer.
"Yes, that sounds alright to me. You call me if something's wrong."
I was about to ask if she needed our numbers to contact us, but Eda and Ivory both held up their scrolls.
"We took care of that, Darkin; we already exchanged our numbers."
The city of Mistral was a very beautiful location. Somebody once chose to divide the city into zones. The elitist, the wealthy and important people lived in the upper zone, the top of the mountains. Sure, everything that shined golden had to sit above everything else. That was called society. The zone in the middle provided a huge amount of market places, shops, quarters for tradesmen and travelers.
It had been referred to as the most colorful part of the city. The upper zone shined in a white, clear manor, while the other two zones represented all kinds of differences and colors, giving me the definite opinion that we were about to enter a completely different zone. I quit looking around which was my primary activity since we had left the academy.
I looked over to Ivory, who became more and more inconvenient with every step we took.
My speed automatically slowed down a little and made me walk next to Ivory.
"What is it, Ivory?"
She shook her head and did not let go of her weapon.
"Do you honestly think that's a good idea?"
I could not hide a grin. I put my hands into my pockets. The sun shined bright in the evening, which caused Ivory to blink.
"What, are you scared? I thought you are a tough girl. Besides, you were by far the most thrilled to do this."
My friend looked at me annoyed.
"You know exactly what these guys are about. Why are you not uptight?"
That was an easy question. Perhaps it had something to do with all the things I saw them doing. Maybe I learned one or two ways to fight them, or I knew what these people would do next. So I replied.
"I am not nervous, I am excited."
Pale became interested in my statement.
"What, you're excited? About what?"
"All the time, my family did business with them."
I explained myself.
"And you guys know how I think about them. They were thieves. And finding these guys, maybe even arresting them alive, that would be something I'd love to do. And finding out where I can find Veers; that will be the cherry on top."
"Let me guess."
Eda said. She pointed her finger at the docks which were now visible from our position.
"You have your very own reasons for this?"
She was right. Veers did something very bad. And I could never forgive him for that.
I nodded slowly.
"Yes. I do have my reasons."
Ivory took out her scroll and opened a message which had just appeared.
"Rogey told her team what is going on. They are ready to roll, in case we need them to. We can begin."
We stopped. The many people around us did not seem to care about us; they all minded their own business. They either bought or sold goods.
The many colorful shops provided shadow for everyone. Banners jerked around with the wind.
A little girl telling her mother that there were Huntsmen did not go unnoticed by me either. The people were thankful, they felt safe in the presence of Huntsmen and Huntresses, even students.
I moved closer to one of the many staircases and stopped by the wall. The docks were not far away from us, and we were able to see every movement down there.
"Let's see."
I spoke up.
"We should come up with a strategy. Personally, I'd say we go down there as a team, and when we enter the docks, we should split up. That way we can prevent any distractions and traps. Eda, you go through the main door with Pale. Be careful when entering, they might be on their guard.
Ivory, we both go around the dock and enter through a back door or something like that."
"That sounds good to me. What happens if they resist?"
Eda wanted to know. That was good, she was aware of any danger.
"Then we will defend ourselves and try to apprehend them."
And of course, there was still one question to ask, which Pale eventually did.
"And what if we don't find 'em there?"
"We'll gather information and maybe some documents about their doings here. We can present that to the police."
Everyone approved my plans. We did one small mistake though. One should never underestimate his foe, and that was exactly what we were doing. We pictured a bunch of smugglers, sitting around drinking and enjoying their free lives.
We walked down the long and curvy staircase leading to the docks. Now there were people who looked at us. We did not satisfy them all with our presence there.
I stared my way through the people. I was used to something like that, and I somehow learned a lot from my big sister. First thing was, whoever stared at you while looking evil had no good intentions. The best way to stay out of trouble was to simply stare back.
And what can I say, they all looked away again and did not do anything idiotic. It felt like they had seen something like an outlaw aura around me. I surely had one, keeping in mind that I originated from that kind of a family.
But I noticed that the others were not that experienced with those kinds of situations. For example, the looks of the gentry around us. If I wasn't there to tell my friends to step closer to look more confident and just walk past them all, this might have ended very different. The harbor wasn't that bad actually, I have seen way worse.
There were still shops sometimes, but every single one of these was just a cover for operations which were not so legal. My eyes scanned everything we passed. There could be a trap at any given time. And it was not impossible to stumble upon the airship's crew.
I was terrified that they could recognize me. After all, I was the son of their long time contractor. On the other hand, that fact could save us at the same time. Suddenly, Ivory pointed ahead.
"There it is. Dock four."
She declared.
"Right there, the one with the many barrels stacked on top of each other next to it."
I nodded. We walked a little bit closer. After looking around carefully I noticed that nobody paid attention to us at all. Everyone who had looked at us was now leaving the area.
"Be very careful, I think they already know we're coming."
My friends got it. Pale took out his Yo-Yo and threw in a gum. One of his activators. He moved closer to the door and seemed to stare through the thick metal. It was easy to scout ahead for him.
"I don't see anyone up in there. Place's empty."
"Then on my mark, we go in there and find out everything we can. Prepare to enter."
Ivory and I scurried around the building while keeping close to the walls. I stopped inches before the corner and peeked around. There wasn't a single person around.
I signaled Ivory to go forth. I looked back and hurried after my friend. We now stood between two docks, so we kind of relaxed again. We both looked around and searched for a way in.
"What's about that window there? I think we can fit through."
She proposed and inspected the window a little closer. She searched for the weak point, which in this case, was the window itself. The glass already had cracks, weak enough for a punch to destroy it. I inspected the roof. It was flat, so we were able to go on top of it. I remembered what Doctor Shwiwap had told us.
Always keep your surroundings in mind.
I still decided that the window was the best way in. I drew my sword and stepped closer.
We peeked inside to ensure that nothing bad was expecting us.
I saw the silhouette of the aircraft. Ivory was right, it was the right dock. I gave the signal and the glass shattered as Ivory's weapon impacted with it. In no time we were inside the dock and stared right into the eyes of our friends.
I needed some time to get used to the darkness in there.
"Everything is clear, guys. No one is here."
Eda whispered and began to walk towards the airship. Pale began to sort through some boxes which had the words shipment sixty three written on them in red bright colors.
I walked to one of the tables which were crudely placed in the corner. There were a lot of poker chips, cigarettes, alcohol and scrap lying all around it. The light of one of the table lamps shined dimmed because of smoke coming from the still burning remains of a thick cigar.
I saw a pile of papers stapled on a chair next to the table, and I wanted to inspect them.
Eda climbed onto the aircraft. It was facing the huge roller door, so the engine and storage level were easy to access. A huge assortment of barrels, boxes and a palette filled with stacked canisters stood on the storage platform. Eda climbed onto the loaded goods while holding on to the thick rubber bands, which seemed to be holding the whole freight in place.
Ivory stumbled upon a lot of furniture and carefully looked for clues. I sorted through the paperwork on the table, and right on the second page I found what I expected to find.
"I got something, guys. It's a shipping list, with all their goals and contractors written down."
I began to go through all the names and things that had to be shipped. I spoke while I read.
"The mayor of a settlement in the east, they will receive minerals and dust. In exchange they will dump three barrels filled with fabric. Then there is a man who requested a whole bunch of pistols and small firearms. Therefore they will take a box full of electric stuff. Cables, switches, hard drives and some egghead stuff as they say. Huh, that is something."
Eda looked around on the ship.
"Everything you just said is already up here. The box is there."
She pointed at a metal container. I turned the page.
"It seems like these people already received the shipments then.
Where are their next goals?"
Ivory wondered. I found something interesting.
"There seems to be someone or something called the New Society. It wants the smugglers to deliver the minerals and the electronics over to the harbor, as well as a whole lot of weaponry. And then they are supposed to meet up with someone called…"
I froze. It was not possible for me to speak any further. I stared at horror at the name that was written down on the paper. Pale came over to me and looked at the paper which I was holding up.
"Anthracite Tangery? Ain't that your sis?"
I put the papers away to prevent myself from throwing them away. I felt the hate rise up in me once again. I slowly replied.
"Yes, Pale. That is my monster of a sister. And these guys make business with her.
Oh great."
Eda looked affected at me.
"So, what do you say? Shall we get the police over here? They could take them into custody
and investigate."
I thought. I cleared my mind and just thought about what we should do next.
"No."
I said finally.
"She is way too mighty with the right allies, the police would be just a waste of time. In the end they couldn't do much. We have to keep that to ourselves and tell the right people about it. But first we need to get out of here again."
Pale asked.
"And what about them baddies?"
He pointed at the airship.
"They can get busted by the police, as far as I'm concerned.
Somebody dial and tell them where we are."
I saw that Ivory did that for us. Eda climbed down from the aircraft. She held something tiny in her hand. I was curious what she had found.
"What did you find?"
"It's one of the many tiny stones in the minerals shipment."
She held up a dust crystal, which shined in a bright yellow color. There were red traces of dust inside of the stone. I have never seen such a combination ever before.
"It seems to be highly explosive to me. I have some experience with dust."
Eda explained while inspecting the crystal a little closer.
"Whatever they have planned, it just has to be dangerous."
I stated. Ivory piped up.
"The police sent a few troopers over. They should come by in a few minutes."
Pale lifted his hand up.
"They're coming, friends. A few meters from the door."
We looked at him. No questions were asked; we all jumped into cover.
Ivory and I hid behind a few of the barrels which stood next to the wall.
Pale threw his Yo-Yo up in the air. It got stuck at one of the many crossbars which served as the pedestal of the dock. He swung himself on top of one and crouched.
Eda hid behind one of the massive sleds of the aircraft. The doorknob wiggled and someone stormed inside.
Two men, probably drunk, stumbled in and talked.
"Hell, I am finished for today. Don't need anymore."
The other one kindly responded.
"Yeah, of course. That had turned out to be too much for our princess."
Another guy walked in and closed the door behind him. He was way bigger and stronger looking than his colleagues. He also looked a lot like a Faunas.
He had strong traces from a tiger. He wore a pair of fingerless gloves, and they had something similar to tiny knifes attached to them. His sunglasses reflected the environment in front of him. He grunted.
"Damn you two are stupid. Keeping a low profile ain't your specialty."
The guy who was referred to as a princess spoke up.
"Hey, that guy looked at me weird. I didn't start no fight, man."
The other men seemed to not care at all.
"You left your cigar burning, Paon."
The huge man said caustically and gave his friend a nasty look. Paon hastily walked to the table and took the cigar. He began to light it up again.
I slowly turned my head around to see Ivory preparing for the worst. She held her weapon tight to her chest and did not move an inch. I concentrated on our enemies again.
One of them, the other drunken man, came closer to the aircraft. He was in his thirties and had a very well built body. A lot of tattoos ran down his arms and his neck, as well as a piercing on his lower lip. His blue hair had an interesting looking style. He jumped onto the airship and climbed on top of it.
Eda must've been scared by that. I saw her silhouette, and I saw how she prepared for combat as well. That was when I got a good idea. Within a second I held my scroll in my hand and started a recording. I held it closer to the edge of the barrels while hoping that they would say something important. Paon shouted from the storage platform at the others.
"So, when are we heading to the Tangery family? They are the last ones on the list, isn't it?"
The huge man sighed heavily.
"We need to fly out today to make it. The military forces of Vale are still on alert from the last time we headed over there."
"Calm down, Tigre. They won't expect us to use the safe route."
The man smoking the cigar made a hand gesture.
"We are completely safe."
Tigre just shook his head. He seemed to be the boss of them.
"Since Veers ordered us to work for that crazy bitch we always get into trouble."
He grunted in disgust. Yes, that sounded totally like my sister. And I also understood what he meant with the description. I slowly began to understand.
They were ordered by Captain Veers, their leader, to meet up with my mafia of a family and to do everything they had to do for them, and that was probably dirty work. I would have bet Destiny's Sun that I was right with that.
But what exactly did my family have to do with dust and electric devices? I mean, weaponry, yeah, I got what they had in mind with guns. But besides me and Anthracite, there was not a single soul at our home who had used dust. And electronic devices? What kind of electronics could my father possibly have interest in? Only stuff to build bombs at most.
Cringing I realized that I just answered my own question. That was something both my family and their ideology had in common. Terrorizing other people was their specialty after all. I had to do something about that. We were in great danger if they started planting bombs.
And it was even more terrifying to know that they all survived the night raid. I was sure that Ivory wanted to hold me back just like the others, but I saw no other choice. We had to prevent them from leaving.
I stepped out of our hideout and drew my sword. My friends followed my move.
They all stepped next to me.