Riding on the Vexaryon V-X-N, Dackör, Dulladnne and Aullura move towards the woods, but a series of fumaroles are visible in the horizon.
"The smoke has already reached there!"; Say Dulladnne with a bit of concern, noticing there are more columns of smoke in other directions too "Or maybe there are some of those holes that are smaller and more abundant… , What do we do now My Lord?".
"We need to search for another location, and fast, My safe house is still a viable option, even if it has been affected, the fog will be around it, but I prefer to play it safe, so we need a place with resources, airtight doors and good ventilation".
"Like a hospital or the Mall?"; Suggests the mature woman, but the short young man is not agreeing entirely "Yes, but preferably we should encounter something with fewer people My Knightess".
"Hey!, You two!"; Interrupts Aullura with exasperation "Stop babbling and flirting around to the other with your kinky roleplay, focus on me for a moment, and explain in detail, Why is this fog a problem?, Or how do you even know this smoke is dangerous?".
"We don't know"; Reveals Dulladnne to her friend "But we understood it was bad".
"That is all you can say?!, Bad?!".
The short young man tilts his head back "For the lack of a better term, Yes Aullura, Bad is our best definition".
The Model sighs "Let's say I believe you, after all, we have these floating windows of information, so, tell me what else is going on".
"Dulladnne already told you, and there is not much to say, we ourselves are confused about what happened, We were in the convenience store, the ground swallowed us, we fought, we moved to another place and fought again, then suddenly, we were back in the convenience store, as if nothing else had happened".
"I would have said you were crazy with that nonsense you just said, but it seems like Dulladnne agrees with you, and she is the most sensible and sane person I know".
"Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, Do you want to take our chances and go to my safe house?, Regardless of the danger, Or should we go back on our tracks?".
"That is even an option My Lord?, there is more fog approaching from everywhere"; Warns Dulladnne, so Dackör activates the aquatic mode of his Vexaryon V-X-N, raising an hermetic capot that is covered by a layer of Nuvlierz Energy.
"This is not going to last for long, but should give us some extra time".
"I saw less fog appearing from the west My Lord, the Swarmts Mall Club is in that direction".
"That place is not bad at all My Knightess, but there is a problem, I don't have the required affiliation to said institution, Do you have it?".
"No, but Aullura does, her Manager pulled some strings to make that possible".
"Yep, she has to suck some dicks and kiss a lot of asses to convince them, and I had to make several ads to promote the conglomerate here in Guryian, but it is worth it, Swarmts has a really good taste in Furnitures, and they are almost on par with the technological superpowers, such as Rullis, Bracniss, Suprith or Helgnet".
The rivalry and enmity between Swarmts and Venxeria spans nearly for four thousand years, having a severe disdain for one another.
Swarmts is a Confederation based on fairness and companionship; While Venxeria is governed by an almost blind Nationalism that is driven by its relentless pursuit of evolution.
"Haha, How nice we will look arriving there in a Venxerian vehicle, and one of the best and most difficult to obtain on top of that".
The Ladies have a nervous laugh as the powerful engine in the Vexaryon V-X-N purrs like a panteress; Accelerating the short young man moves through the outskirts of the woods, entering in the City a few minutes later.
Dackör tries his best to avoid the fumaroles, and the crowded areas of the City, reaching the underground parking lot of their alternative destination.
The security booth is still operational, which means the Swarmts Mall Club facility has its own backup generator, or they have a storage unit filled with Nuvlierz Energy.
The security guard is a man with orange skin, wearing an ugly uniform of light brown that makes him look like a convict.
Yet, he has a robust muscular frame, and a slightly chubby face, a feature that makes him unable to conceal how annoyed and disgusted he is, all due to the presence of the beautiful vehicle that Dackör is driving.
{I think this is one of the few times someone gets angry with me by what I am driving, and not by who is with me, as being surrounded by beautiful companions always brings unwanted attention, envy and jealousy from others}
Although he clearly doesn't want to do it, the security guard grants access to the facilities of the Swarmts Mall Club.
Dackör parks the Vexaryon V-X-N, leaving the capot active "Do any of you know how to use a Shotgun or a Pistol?".
"Of course My Lord"; Say Dulladnne as she grabs the Shotgun, adjusting the butt of the gun.
Aullura simply nods as she pulls out a Pistol from her purse "I had to learn, my manager insisted a lot, saying I should know how to defend myself, especially after the incident with that stalker you… , well… , Thanks I guess".
"There is no need for you to thank me Aullura, I didn't do it for you, not even for Dulladnne, I simply defend myself, and I have pretty much the same mechanisms to be aggressive, if anyone threatens my life, they will be annihilated, because dangers shouldn't be contained, if not eliminated".
After expressing his way of thought, Dackör puts what it is not immediately necessary in the compartment of his vehicle, leaving the food and the drinks he was carrying.
He only has the backpack with the emergency equipment, showing the powerful design of his Assault Rifle, which is also of Venxerian manufacture…