When he looked back at his comrade,
the only thing he saw was his comrade's head snapped back — and eyes filled with bloodlust.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!" The masked man yelled as he lost his composure. Clutching the dagger in his right hand, he rushed forward screaming.
Black's hands went into a straight position, fingers extended — striking the masked man through his neck.
"AHHHHh-"
The masked man's voice slowly faded as blood gushed out. He fell to the ground, both hands clutching his bleeding neck.
Black looked at him and said one word:
"Pathetic."
He smiled, knelt down, and continued to punch the masked man.
[Black]
[Ability: ???]
As Silent dodged the two massive spears, he stepped into the shadows and disappeared.
What the hell?!
Where did he go!
Watch your back!
As they searched for Silent, one pointed at his teammate's back — a head appearing out of nowhere.
Behind you!
The masked man looked over his shoulder.
Huh?
He saw nothing. When he looked back at his comrade,
There's nothi-
He saw his comrade's dismembered body lying on the ground. His blade fell from his hands. When he blinked and opened his eyes, Silent stood in front of him — and removed his mask.
The masked man's eyes trembled as he fell over, eyes wide open. His skin began to turn grey.
Silent put his mask back on.
[Silent]
[Ability: Camouflage]
Two masked men drove double daggers into his shoulder, torso, and head — but nothing happened. No blood came out. They tried to pull the blades out, but they wouldn't budge.
The two panicked as they watched their other comrades being killed mercilessly.
White began to move, standing straight through the blades and their hands. Both his hands raised and pushed into their stomachs, crawling up toward their hearts.
WHAT THE HELL!
FUCK I CAN'T PULL MY HANDS OUT!
"Lock."
The two masked men's eyes began to tear. Their masks started to pour blood from their mouths.
Then in an instant, White pulled out both of their hearts.
The two fell immediately — but their clothes and skin weren't torn. White's white gloves were covered in blood.
"Ugh fuck, I stained my newly bought gloves!"
[White]
[Ability: Phase]
When he looked at Meat, the other three masked men were rolled into tight balls. Each of their limbs was still intact, but they were crumpled to the size of a sphere.
Meat was holding the last man in his right hand, gripping the masked man's neck.
"Saved him, Meat," White commanded.
"Yes, brother," Meat replied, placing the man down. White pinned him under his left foot.
He handed the two hearts to Meat.
"Put it in the tray." Meat nodded and went inside the carriage.
Silent had already removed the two destroyed massive spears. He sat down to rest.
Black got up and approached White.
"Remove his mask."
White bent over and pulled off the black mask. The man was young and bald.
"Who are you guys?" White asked.
"Go to hell." The man smiled as blood poured from his mouth. His eyes closed.
"Oh shit!" White quickly pried his mouth open.
"He bit off his tongue?" Black asked.
"Probably. More likely he used some kind of spell."
White closed his mouth.
Who the hell dared touch us?...
White thought.
"Let's go," Black said.
"Wait," White replied.
"Remove their masks," White commanded.
Black approached White and looked at the man who'd just killed himself — bald, with a tattoo of [D-631].
Black and Meat removed the masked men's masks — not all, just those whose faces were still intact.
"Looks like they have something in common."
"They're all fucking bald and have this code on the back of their heads."
"Hm... Could it be the monks?" Black asked.
"There's no reason for them to hurt us. And the monks aren't this cowardly — they wouldn't hide behind masks."
"And they wouldn't have the balls to target the Largest Territory in this hellhole."
"The ones probably behind this are the people from the 'Sky'."
People from the Sky huh...
It brings back shitty memories.
Black thought.
"Meat, grab the camera — let me take a picture for later."
Meat came out holding an old grey camera.
White took it and snapped photos of the bodies — especially the code on the back of their heads. The picture printed out slowly.
"Put it back," White said.
Meat nodded.
"Let's go," Black said.
"By the way, we'll go to our territory first — since we have 'fresh' items." White smiled.
"Do what you need," Black replied.
"Hey Silent, change our destination to our territory!" Silent nodded.