"Hey boss, are you sure about this plan?, what Heiss came up with could well be madness, if we don't get out in time, and he doesn't make a move against the district, we could die just from the explosion, or even worse, at the hands of the district, plus there's also the matter of leaving through the south side"
Number two's words were given to Rudolf, who was preparing one of the storage boxes.
"It's the only way to survive the Principality, if all we have to worry about is that the contact Heiss has inside the district is willing to help him, if not, there's no way to make them swallow the horse and be able to escape"
It could well be a gamble, but upon learning that the district was slowly strangling them it was the only way to escape. Rudolf had the clear sensation that either it could be a good plan or they could end up flying through the air.
"Well, that's true, I wonder how they're doing, we're already putting the load at the start of the east section, Jesus and Lucius should already be in the west zone, and I don't think there's a problem in the north zone that Heiss manages"
Number two and Rudolf were in the east section, number 3 and number 1 are in the west section.
"Hey Marcus, remember Heiss's words well, we must keep a low profile, and above all cover up the existence of the south exit, that will be the biggest problem"
The south section was surrounded by swamps that reached the waist, which was probably the one with the least surveillance, but could also carry a hidden danger.
Their only advantage was a secret tunnel that almost no one knew about except the traffickers' leaders in the place, as Rudolf had to escort some of the high-ranking officials, he found out about the place.
His only problem was the north guard, when they got close there was the possibility they would find the tunnel, or they wouldn't get close and mess up the plans even more, thank goodness they had contingency plans that Heiss told them about when analyzing the geographical map of the place.
"Yes boss"
***
Cloe looked through the sight at the opponent who had just escaped, at that precise moment the soldiers who had been waiting patiently approached pointing their weapons, at a distance of 100 meters from Emily.
Lowering the weapon, she ran and approached her best friend who was lying on the ground.
Rhaelle remained alert at a distance of 20 meters.
"Calm down Emily I'm here"
Helping her up, she put her arm under her and began to slowly back away to where the masked subject was now holding the sniper rifle.
"….I'm sorry, she was too much for me", her words sounded like the defeat affected her more than expected.
"Oh, so you're her friend, do you plan to replace her in this fight?"
Looking from side to side, she approached some debris and took the swords she had thrown away.
Cloe alternated her looks between the girl and her men, waiting for an order.
"We don't plan to fight, you can go after Heiss, we're not with him"
This wasn't a situation they could handle, only retreat remained.
"Do you think it matters if you're with him or not?, there must be no witnesses and that's why…"
Suddenly she appeared 5 meters away in 3 seconds, her swords were already extended and aimed at Cloe's side.
Reacting, she grabs Emily and throws her to Heiss to catch, then pulls out her longer dagger, 50 centimeters in length, and blocks Rhaelle's horizontal attack.
Moving the tip of the sword blades away, she pulls out her weapon and fires a round, taking advantage of her not throwing her other attack with the other blade.
Rhaelle runs around Cloe at high speed, evading the shots and zigzagging as she approaches.
Retracting her swords, she pulls out two gray balls and throws them to the ground where Cloe is.
The two throw whitish smoke everywhere, a potent sedative that can leave you incapacitated for days.
But contrary to Rhaelle's expectations, Cloe's mind remained calm, she avoided taking any breath of air and shot in the direction she was found.
With her daggers, she avoided being cut and crushed in the multiple attacks from her direction.
Taking a defensive position, Rhaelle retracted her swords and began the siege with her blows, she had the advantage of greater distance, the two had high efficiency from their uses of daggers and swords in 2 hands.
Simply, anyone would notice that the district girl had the advantage, but Cloe's strategy was to sacrifice the distance advantage, with greater mobility in the zone, she would try to make random attacks from different positions to deliver a critical blow
'Come on', throwing different cuts at high speed and retreating when necessary, specifically with the purpose of starting to make small damage that accumulate, although it all depended on her resistance.
"Not bad girl", a second later, Rhaelle went from being on the defensive to rotating her center of mass more frequently.
The sword blows increased.
After a while, the two stopped and looked directly at each other for a minute.
Each one had cuts on their arms and legs, the fight would soon reach its peak.
While they were testing the enemy, Heiss, who remained neutral watching the combat, positioned Emily so she could sit.
"We have to help her", trying to stand up, Heiss stops her with his hand.
Personality #4: "There's no 'we have to', if you want to go help her I won't interfere, even if you're just in the way. Besides, I can't guarantee that by joining the fight, her friends won't either, so wait for the right moment"
Emily looked carefully at the masked subject, then looked back at how the combat was developing.
"And you what?, What an ugly mask, I hope it's to hide your ugly face"
{Hey! What the hell did I do now?} #4 frowned slightly as he looked at the reddish-purple-haired girl
'Nothing, just let her be', could be controlled by #4, but that didn't prevent him from partially taking control or giving opinions.
Personality #4: "What a way to introduce yourself"
"You're more of a nuisance than the two of us, if Cloe brought you it must be for something, but I doubt you're useful for fighting"
Personality #4: "Why do you think that?"
"Isn't it obvious?, you're a trafficker, what's a puppet going to know about killing or fighting, if she brought you it's because you'll be useful to get out of here"
Heiss is not one to be offended, but he felt an itch with the words they said. He had already been in the presence of pretty girls, Cloe was a beauty no matter how you looked at her, with a tender but mature appearance, and Emily was of cold character, but with her strong charm.
The two were beautiful, but with harsh words, 'Am I letting myself be pushed around by a brat?'
Personality #4: "You talk a lot"
"Go to hell", with irritation, she stopped paying attention to the masked subject.
"What should concern us, is how long will those troops wait?, she should have warned them not to interfere, but that doesn't mean they'll wait for her to get hurt or unable to continue and they kill her"
Personality #4: "They won't interfere"
Emily turned in surprise in his direction and searched for truth in his actions, since the mask didn't let anything be seen.
Personality #4: "It's simple, it's out of pride….or well more like because they hate her that's why they don't care if she dies or not. Of course, that's only an exception to one cause…"
He remained silent, looking at the fight.
"Say it, drop the drama!"
Personality #4: "Only exception to if it's with me"
The fight reached its climax, neither of the two was going to hold back anything.
Rhaelle's breathing became faster and with greater inhalations, tensing her muscles and testing her own tendons; the increased oxygen intake stimulates the brain and causes her mind to work at greater capacity due to blood flow. The idea is to bring the greatest amount of emotions to the limit and have adrenaline invade your body, a state of ecstasy.
In contrast, Cloe relaxed each of her muscles, then tensed them and let them rest again, stretched her joints a bit by moving arms and legs. Her mind concentrated on everything she had learned from her opponent, she let her head relax trying to feel any sensation in her body, from the head to the tips of her feet, almost as if it were a diagnosis.
Upon feeling her muscles and concentrating on her objective, she was able to break through, she entered a state of flow.
A fight between someone in the zone and another in a state of ecstasy.
The soldiers who had been watching in silence began to murmur among themselves, it seemed the fight was of their interest.
At that moment, my communication device sounded.
"Heiss, we're ready"
Emily's face upon mentioning that the soldiers would only interfere if I interfered was one of disbelief, as she didn't know what I could do to bother them enough to enter the game and send everything to hell.
But her disbelief was overshadowed by her surprise.
Personality #4: "Perfect, now just wait in the surveillance room, I'll let you know when it's time"