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Outnumbered, outgunned, outpowered. Expected to be defending... Doing what the enemy does not imagine: attacking...

Chapter 31: Glacial - Sangin

Alexis looked down with cold, professional calm into the scope of her colossal, anti-tank X13 rifle, moving it slowly on the solid support of its bipod to spy over the enemy positions a few hundred meters away... She could see perfectly even the bored expression of an enemy soldier resting back against a crate of ammo, near to his heavy, tripod-mounted machine gun as he smoked a cigarette. An imprudence that a Predator would have never committed... And, overall, something that no soldier on alarm would have done. They clearly did not expect an attack... not there, not at Sangin, at least. After all, it was a basic rule for any soldier... When you light the cigarette, the sniper spots you. At the first breath you take, he aims... And the third time the cigarette gleams, you are dead. If they were on any level of alert, or just suspected that an attack was incoming, no one would have been making such an elementary, dangerous error. Unless that soldier is... really, really stupid.

Alexis grinned her dangerous grin, the one Killer knew she had before planting a perfect shot in the forehead of an unsuspecting enemy one mile away... But this time, she was not going to fire.

Not yet, at least...

She moved her rifle slowly, lovingly, even, in some way... with a professionalism that spoke of experience as she rested calmly on her belly, her breath perfectly controlled, quiet and almost imperceptible. Her eye roved on the magnified image on the lens of the digital scope sight as she looked along the whole length of the main beam of the single span of the bridge that overcome the river Cartina and headed straight towards the gates of Sangin... And her grin grew a bit wider as she found what she was looking for.

"Yes, lover... the bridge is mined. They are ready to make it explode in any moment... the bomb is in the middle of the span, and I can see a detonating cable going inside it from both sides... So they can make it explode from both ends of the bridge."

Killer nodded silently, bringing the binocular to his eyes and looking after the fortifications around the bridge with attention.

It was well defended: a solid bunker of reinforced concrete, topped by a Remote Weapon Station controlled from inside and armed with a heavy machine gun, had been built on the side of the road on both ends of the span, aside the lane heading inside town on their shore and beside the lane heading out of the city on the Sangin's side of the river Cartina.

Several layers of sandbags had been emplaced to create a perimeter of defence and a solid check point where vehicles heading in and out town were controlled... And over that all, two tall towers, built up by piling up several containers with an armored one on top armed with a remotely manned machine gun, provided control and surveillance over the whole area.

Just like our Sangers...

Past the bridge, barely a kilometer or so inland the "island" of Sangin, the 43° Road separated its course in two, one road heading straight for the massive gates of the town's walls and the 43° continuing north-east for the second bridge.

The crossroad was guarded by another solid bunker of concrete... and all around town ran a solid, deep security perimeter that they had studied on the images coming from the satellites and from the imagery sensors on the Dark Angel and Zephyr drones that even in that moment were loitering in the sky above providing communications and real-time intelligence.

There was a tall barrier of razor wire in spires, to start with, and immediately after an insurmountable, three-row field of Dragon's Fangs; solid pyramids of reinforced concrete capable to stop even the largest of tanks... And then there was a large mine field, a deep anti-tank ditch and yet another large band of fine sand that made it easier for the guards to spot the footsteps left by eventual saboteurs that had managed to pierce that deep into the external defenses, maybe to mine the wall in preparation of an attack.

Just after the sand, in fact, was the last obstacle: massive walls of reinforced, super-tensile concrete, so thick that not even a tank could have broken its way across. The walls were more than 30 feet tall, and surmounted by razor wire in spires and protected walkways for sentinels, with machine gun positions and even large squarish-platforms that held anti-tank cannons in place at regular distances each from the other.

Behind the wall was a patrol road, closed to civilians and used only by the groups of soldiers that used jeeps to continue their trips of control all day and night long... and along the entire perimeter, every half a mile or so, there was a tall tower of concrete with a remote weapon station on top, equipped with missiles, machine guns and thermal, Day/Night systems for cueing and aiming.

The RA units felt safe, inside the perimeter of Sangin... It was one of the very few towns in Glacial they had occupied, since luckily most ones had been taken by Riaku, and they used it as a very important base. After all, it was the key to control the 43° Road, one of the most important communications arterial roads of the whole kingdom and the obligated passage point for whoever wanted to go in the south-east are of the nation.

Indeed, overcome such defenses wasn't going to be easy. It was a tremendous task, also because they were counting on forces that no one would have judged sufficient for the enterprise at hand. A whole division would have been the very least level of strength than any commander apart Killer would have required before even starting to think to such an assault...

Killer's plan was to breach the wall in correspondence of the air base of Sangin: passed the patrol road inside, they would have been on the runways. The alternative, after all, was to attack frontally the massive gates of the town, with its guard-towers, bunkers and checkpoints and with those colossal shutters of steel that measured their weight in hundreds of tons each. It was definitely worse... and they needed the control of the air base as soon as possible, anyway.

"Ok, time to move... I'll bring an assault squad on the other shore... Alexis, Ken. You'll guide personally the support team. Take all the Snipers and Gunners with you, and a few Assaulters with the Javelin missiles at the ready as well... And force the RA guys to keep their head low." Killer calmly murmured, Alexis nodding with a cold-blooded grin as Ken rose a thumb and then sneaked a few meters away to the side of the blond femme fatale, putting some space between their ranks as he aimed his large Enfield rifle on the enemy in the distance with cold, emotionless professionalism.

Other snipers, both Predators and rebels, taking their ready stances as gunners silently opened the bipods of their machine guns, placing their weapons solidly down, eye on the aiming sight, fingers at the ready on the trigger.

"We are with you, Master." Pamela said with the gentleness she always reserved to Killer, but her voice was firm and professional, full of such conviction that any doubt about her past as Royal Marine would have been immediately erased.

The other Praetorians followed closely, and Nikita nudged Pamela a bit, looking at the tigress with a slight glare that made the other female lower her head a bit in shame as she looked flushed.

"We'll do what Master wants." The golden-haired mare stated. "If Master has other plans for his slaves, we'll accomplish all of his wishes."

"Off course it's Master's decision. I apologize, majesty... I spoke out of conviction that your highness would have wanted us in the assault team." Pamela meekly said, nodding a bit.

"Come with me. Make sure that everyone moves slowly and silently when we cross the water... No noise, otherwise we are sitting ducks in the open for them to fire at." Killer immediately said back, nodding a bit as he gave them a slight smile, standing carefully up to a crouch and motioning for the soldiers that had been waiting and hiding in the vegetation all around to follow as he headed down the steep, slippery side of the embankment.

The mud was traitor as hell, but at least it helped everyone being silent as a shadow... and Killer looked calmly into the distance, to the bridge that was a few hundred meters valley of their position as he stepped into the water, grimacing a bit at the feeling of it invading his combat boots and soaking his pants. Dressed baths suck...

He stared to the silhouettes of soldiers stepping on the bridge, and to the threatening shadows of the machine guns lurking in several positions along the perimeter and on top the two tall towers of containers, half-waiting to hear shouts of alarm and then gunfire rumble as they fired at them...

But step after step, even when the water had reached his chest and they were slowly moving forwards in a queue, rifles held over their heads out of habit even if their weapons were fully water-proof, nothing happened. No one turned towards them, none of the powerful floodlights installed on the bridge were pointed at them: they all stayed aimed low, illuminating the river around the structure like it was day. Evidently, the first worry of the enemy was an attack of swimmers with explosive charges to destroy the bridge.

Finally, Killer stepped up the other embankment, moving as silently as he could, and he crouched in the bushes on Sangin's side, aiming the massive Cobra at the enemy positions as he sneaked a glance around himself as he noticed asphalt nearby... A patrol road...

And as the other soldiers pulled up behind him, they all heard incoming steps and quiet chatting.

"Patrol..." Killer muttered under his breath, but Pamela quietly touched his muscular arm and stared in his eyes with the lightest of nods, looking firmly in his irises until he gave a slight nod of approbation. She smiled and rose immediately a hand, making a fast, silent gesture to her comrades Praetorians... and Nikita and Valery immediately nodded and literally vanished without a sound in the darkness between the trees.

A moment later, Killer rose his eyes from his position to sneak a glance over the foliage to look at two RA soldiers stepping by, hand clutching tightly the handle of Wyvern as he stayed ready to intervene... But Nikita and Valery silently emerged behind the two and grabbed them from behind, pulling them effortlessly back against their bodies and at the same time nearly decapitating both soldiers with quick, matching expert slashes of their scythe-swords as they sidestepped immediately into the cover of the bushes. No sound at all...

"Good work..." Killer stated with mild amusement and even a tad of surprise at how effectively they had dealt with the assassination, making both of the females smile warmly back at him as they bent down to drop the corpses in the bushes, hiding them as best as they could.

He waited for them to finish, and then he made sure that no other patrols were in sight, and waited a full minute to see if any sign of suspect or alarm at all were evident in the enemy ranks...

"In position." Killer simply stated into the small microphone of the visor after a last careful sneaked glance all around the area, and Alexis immediately answered affirmatively. "Then, let's get it started."

The blond tigress took carefully aim, and pulled the trigger of her massive X13 rifle, just frowning slightly at the tremendous kick of the recoil that would have knocked backwards most males as she kept the rifle in perfect aiming line, working rapidly the bolt-action lever to push another huge, armour-piercing round into the chamber as her first bullet neatly sliced the first of the two cables heading for the demolition charge under the bridge. Her second shot took care of the other cable, and Ken at her side placed a perfect headshot on the gunner she had spied on earlier...

And Hell itself was unleashed as the gunners added their voice, firing long, merciless bursts of automatic fire with their machine guns. Killer charged out of his position on the other side of the river, the massive Cobra firing from his hand and knocking sprawling backwards a couple of stunned RA rifles that had been leaping up in position at the checkpoint.

Tracer rounds illuminated the night as they whizzed like angry bees over the calm water of the river to smash into the enemy positions, screams rising to the sky in the sudden chaos... And then there were two noisy whooshes as two Javelin missile launchers fired.

Almost immediately after, two missiles smashed into the bunkers of concrete as the remotely operated machine guns on top turned to fire towards the assault forces... And the Bunker Buster missiles pierced easily into the thick walls of steel and concrete with the first of their double warheads in tandem, the second one, larger and wrapped in a pre-fragmented layer of tungsten exploding into the building and slaughtering everyone with a rain of burning slivers.

Killer grinned a bit at that, as both machine guns turned immediately silent and flames erupted from the large holes in the thick walls of the two bunkers as he easily leapt over the tall, thick barrier of sandbags of the checkpoint, smashing a booted foot in the helmet of a soldier that had been crouching behind the cover, crushing his head to a bloody pulp on the asphalt even as he turned and slashed Wyvern hard outwards, cutting in two a bulky tiger that had leaved his tripod-mounted heavy machine gun to draw out his gun and aim at him.

The servant of the ammo belts, on the other side of the machine gun, crawled backwards a bit as he screamed, staring in horror at the muscular giant even as blood splattered down on him and his hands trembled wildly as he rose his rifle up...

But Crystal leapt up into the air and slashed her scythe-sword viciously down, sending him down immediately with a spray of blood and gore as now Predators and soldiers jumped up the barrier of sandbags and charged into the area of the bridge, exploiting the fact that the RA soldiers were pinned down by the fire of the snipers and the gunners from the other side of the river...

And Killer grinned as he saw three enemy soldiers that had been reloading their rifles, crouched prudently down behind the cover of the thick parapet of steel of the bridge being smashed down to the ground and slammed backwards with such strength they almost skidded all the way to the other side of the road as three X13's massive bullets hit them, absurdly diving to hit their helmets from above.

Alexis's handywork... literally magic.

The remotely operated heavy machine gun stations on top of the two towers of containers were still firing, anyhow, bullets ploughing angrily their way into the ground around Killer and taking down a couple of rebels as Pamela and Nikita rolled elegantly to a safe cover...

And the huge male liger leapt forwards, going into a roll on his shoulder as a burst of large calibre bullets scourged the ground around him, throwing up dust and dirt... And he pushed himself up to a crouch as he reached the base of the tall tower, where the machine gun on top couldn't reach him.

He leaned his back against the metal of the container, and the sound told him immediately that the metallic box had been reinforced inside with thick walls of concrete to make it heavier and stronger... But he just grinned, growling a bit as he grasped the base of the first container with both hands and pulled with a mighty flex of his muscles. The huge tower groaned as it was clearly lifted up on a side, and Killer's snarling grin spread even wider as he used his back to push easily against the wall, pushing the structure out of its axe...

And the tower fell heavily down, smashing into the river and raising a huge wave of water with its enormous weight as the liger grinned in dark amusement.

Killer looked around himself quickly as he jogged towards a new cover... And he saw the five Praetorians jump out of their own covers to support him, as a RA gunner was neatly decapitated by a perfect shot of a sniper somewhere... And immediately after there were three loud, hellish rumbles in the distance and three explosions immediately after pummelled the troops hidden behind the covers on the bridge with a rain of deadly slivers.

Killer looked out in the distance at that, and immediately spotted a MTRV 500 tracked Infantry Fighting Vehicle advance silently towards the bridge from the 43° Road, followed by a column of other vehicles, its turret slightly turned as the long cannon continued to rumble as the crew inside fired another short burst of Airburst grenades that exploded in midair, right above the enemy entrenched, killing everyone with the slivers and the shockwave...

And finally there was a shouted request of cease fire. "We surrender! We surrender!"

The RA member still alive jumped out of their covers and lined up, throwing their weapons in the river as they raised their hands clearly over their heads... And the officers of the Predators shouted their orders of cease fire as they approached the enemies with prudence: they used the laser rangefinder of their rifles to blind temporarily the prisoners as they approached and verified that everyone was clear of wearable explosive devices. It was a trick that the RA used often... but luckily, this time there were no fanatics in the ranks.

Killer approached the first MTRV 500 IFV as it pulled up along the bridge and then turned to stop aside, out of the passage, the other vehicles following closely and rolling to a stop as well as they all waited for orders and took a breath after the battle, soldiers gathering up to exchange a few words in this welcomed, short moment of pause in the fights.

The MTRV 500 in IFV mode was a powerful battle-taxi. It carried a crew of two members and a full section of ten soldiers in the back, all under secure protection of armour passive and active alike. Besides, the vehicle was armed with a powerful 80 mm automatic gun capable to fire Armour Piercing and High Explosive rounds up to three kilometres away, firing up to 300 rounds for minute. The HE rounds had Airburst capability, and could be detonated precisely over the heads of soldiers under cover, killing even trenched troops thanks to the resulting rain of slivers from above. There was also a 20 mm heavy machine gun coaxial to the cannon, and a remote weapon station on top of the turret was equipped with a Field Fire Support weapon, a hybrid weapon capable to fire both 60 mm grenades and 20 mm machine gun rounds.

To compete against tanks, aircrafts and thickly armoured targets, two quadruple Javelin missile launchers were available at the sides of the turret, and the soldiers seating in the back of the tank could fire out from small ports or by hatches on top. Soldiers were deployed by an electrically opened back ramp-door, which had also a port for firing from inside to protect the rear of the vehicle.

Other vehicles that followed in the column were Scout MTRV 500, externally almost identical to the IFVs... but the Scout carried additional electronic equipment in the back room for the soldiers, which was reduced to host just four recon-specialists.

On top of its turret, the Scout had a telescopic mast topped by a radar and thermal sensors, that could be used to spy the enemy from a safe distance, even with the vehicle hiding behind a ridge or a building, since the sensors on top could be elevated 20 feet into the air deploying the mast. There were also two cylindrical shelters that contained two Buzz VTOL recon drones that could be deployed to have a bird's eye over a wide area... And the Scout carried even a Busy Body or other unmanned ground vehicles as well, deployable from the rear ramp.

Then followed a MTRV 500 in Mobile Gun System mode, with the massive turret armed with the threatening 280 mm Rail Gun... Weighting less than half the weight of the old Braveheart tanks, the Mobile Gun System had a punch tens of times mightier thanks to that new gun: it could be used as an artillery piece, firing on a parabola trajectory to hit targets nearly 250 kilometres away, a result absolutely impossible to even fantasize about with a traditional cannon.

An electro-magnetic railgun uses electrical energy to accelerate projectiles to extreme velocities, thus they do not require powders or explosives to fire the round and therefore they free magazine space for other mission areas, allowing to load into a vehicle more ammo, or more different types of ammunitions. In addition, electro-magnetic guns provide a highly consistent and uniform explosive charge that gives much greater accuracy.

The technology involves sending an electric current along parallel rails up and through an iron rod that connects the poles of a magnet, firing its projectile. The result is that the projectile flies at speeds well above Mach 7, that's roughly 8400 kilometers/hour compared to the speed of a normal shell fired from a smoothbore traditional gun that's less than 5000, and it hits its target still traveling at about Mach 5, for the regard of the rail gun mounted on the MTRV 500, at least, since the navy was lining up much greater calibers with performances still scarier.

The cannon of the Mobile Gun System was scary: literally the most powerful anti-tank weapon in history, capable to pierce across several tanks lined up one after the other, such was the kinetic energy and the speed of a shell... and the Rail Gun was the result of years and years of study, that had had to overcome the two major problems: super speed = super heat in the barrel, with the problem of the wearing of the barrel and of the rails, and the sheer difficulty of providing 32 Mega Joule of electricity every time the trigger was squeezed.

The Mobile Gun System used a liquid-nitrogen cooling system fitted around the barrel, and used a battery of accumulators with super-capacitors material to create the electric output needed. The back of the vehicle was all filled up by the automated reloading system and by the large ammo reserve, which contained nearly 100 ready-to-fire darts of the most different types.

Killer had rushed the entrance in service of the Mobile Gun System and its rail gun mostly because it could impress such speed and power to a shell that it could use special armor piercing rounds made up of a composite of plastic and ceramics, which had no magnetic characteristics... Which means it can pierce even across the EMP shields of the UCWs. Hopefully.

The tank crews had been a bit doubtful at the start, of course... the Mobile Gun System was much smaller and lighter than the huge monsters of steel they were used to, and less impressive at the first gaze, likely. But after the tests back in Kesteven, their opinion had changed radically: the MTRV had a much greater mobility, and could truly deal with any terrain, no matter how bad it was. Besides, it was much faster than a traditional tank, since it could go at more than 90 mph on the road... and when it was time to hide and ambush the enemy, the new vehicle was perfect: it had been designed to be as stealth as possible in any regard. The vehicle was shaped to have the lowest possible radar signature, was shielded and cooled to hide its thermal track and was almost completely silent, thanks to its rubber-made tracks and to the electric propulsion.

Despite having an armor much thinner than the old tanks, it was also much harder to destroy, since it employed a whole series of active means of defense, like the blocks of Electro Magnetic Reactive armor and even a detachable Vertical Launch system that fired a maneuverable, air-steered interceptor round on the course of missiles incoming against the vehicle. Meanwhile, the two men of the crew commanded the vehicle from a comfortable fully-enclosed cockpit, with flat-screens providing them a full 360 degrees view of the external world, with images covering from a powerful suite of Day/Night and thermal cameras enclosed in the armor.

Then followed the JLHMVs loaded with Predators and rebels, and the first in line pulled up just by Killer's side, the doors opening to show Siegfried and Laura grinning cheerfully.

"The road is secured." Laura confirmed. "All clear... there was a patrol with a couple of jeeps, but we took care of that."

Alexis meanwhile had reached Killer, her huge sniper rifle shouldered together with the gigantic Blue Vixen as she calmly crossed her arms and the huge male looked to the crossroad in the distance.

"Fine... Any further waiting is counterproductive. They sure heard the ruckus, in town... Place a missile in the goddamn bunker and run up to bridge north. We'll take the air base." Killer ordered, and Siegfried nodded with cold professionalism as he playfully pressed the accelerator even as he kept the jeep braked for a moment.

"You know, you look so damn good in wet clothes... they underline every bit of that huge body of yours." Laura teasingly observed, grinning as she licked her lips seductively...

And Killer blinked, then looked down at himself to see that his soaked jeans were adhering tightly over... well, everything from muscle to his enormous package. "What the hell..." He muttered, reaching down a hand to try and set things better, but the result was counterproductive as his gigantic shaft and huge balls seemed to just become even more evident, and at the whistles of approbation of the Praetorians as they approached, he dropped every attempt as Alexis grinned at him cheerfully.

"And thank your armour. A wet shirt over such huge muscles would have been another serious turn-on." Alexis teasingly observed, reaching down a hand to squeeze his enormous member as the Praetorians stared... and he stared back. Wet shirts... boobs... He immediately realized that the Praetorians had no shirts, but their usual outfit of leather... But the effect of their wet bodies was still more than pleasurable to the eye.

"Ok. Next time you get in the water and I stare at your wet shirt, then." Killer countered mildly as he looked intently over Pamela's impressive cleavage, the girl all but giggling happily and pushing out her generous boobs for him, and Alexis all but grinned at his suggestion. "Agreed." She said airily, making him roll his eyes upwards amusedly.

"Come on, you perverts... We can play after we get our work here done." Killer finally stated, shifting a bit on the spot and detaching his eyes from the happily-showing off girls...

"Everything Master wants." The five said... but what made him grin was to hear Alexis and Laura add their voices to the chorus.

Killer and Alexis sneaked silently across the wasteland of cut-down trees, drawing nearer and nearer to the tall barriers of razor wire in spires. The RA had cut down anything from trees to bushes in a wide range around town, so that approaching enemy forces had to cross a large, open and coverless area.

Luckily, the darkness was still thick, and thanks to both the cooling system in his armour and the bath he had just taken in the river, his body was cold enough to have almost no thermal signature for the enemy to pick up... And Alexis was masking their heat with her aura... on the screen of a thermal sensor, they were currently invisible.

The bulk of the column of Predators and rebels following them was hiding in the forest behind, ready for the assault... And along the perimeter of the town, separated by at least one hundred meters each from the other, the Assaulters were sneaking towards the barbed wire as well. Their task was to use the portable Viper mine-cleaning devices to open passages in the external defences of the town.

So far, they hadn't been spotted... and this is good, with the amount of soldiers, machine guns and missiles aimed out here from the walls of the town...

And then he turned to the east, hearing a tremendous explosion in the distance... And knowing immediately that Siegfried had started his attack, and fired a missile into the bunker at the crossroad... And loud, rumbling gunfire followed in the distance, telling him that Siegfried was leading the column of vehicles into battle to break the enemy lines and take the bridge north east.

Almost in the same moment, from north, came the loud, gloomy rumble of the explosion of the Thunder cruise missile that destroyed the other bridge in a cloud of dust, dirt and ruins.

The missile was perfectly in time on the plan, and had been fired from a submerged submarine in the Abukirk bay, and had flied over the territory of Kendrew to get into Glacial and hit his target, nearly 2300 kilometres away from the launching point, so to avoid any international arguing.

"It is providing a good diversion, of all things..." Alexis quietly said in her microphone, and Killer nodded silently as her voice reached his headphones. "The enemies are moving along the walls of the town to reach the eastern and northern sectors." She continued, looking into the distance with a thermal binocular and adding her powers into the analysis. She then sneaked a glance around, seeing that the Assaulters had all reached the razor wire and were hiding as they prepared their Viper pods to the use.

The Viper was a smart portable explosive line-charge system that allowed safe breaching through complex antipersonnel obstacles. The Personal Mine Cleaning System was used to conduct deliberate or hasty breaches through enemy antipersonnel minefields and multi-strand barbed/razor wire obstacles. It was light enough to be carried by a single soldier and it was contained in a rigid, protected backpack and it could easily be deployed within 30 to 120 seconds.

Once set in place, the Viper system uses a rocket that's fired from a 35-meter standoff position, sending the line-charge with fragmentation grenades over the minefield and/or wire obstacle. Exploding, the grenades neutralize or clear the mines and sever the wire, effectively clearing a footpath for troops up to 45 meters in length. The stand-off capability and the possibility to set a timer to delay the launch of the rocket ensured the maximum possible security to the soldier using the Viper, who could clear the path across a mine-field without expose himself either by firing from a protected position or leaving the rocket going on timer and retreating to a safe location before the charge entered in action.

Alexis waited for them to finish... and then she traded a nod with Killer. "Guide me." Killer said softly, and the blond femme fatale grinned as she drew out Blue Vixen and stood up to a crouch.

"Game start." She stated, and then jumped up to easily overcome the razor wire, flipping once in midair before landing on top of a Dragon's Fang, sprinting forwards immediately as on top the nearest tower of the walls the machine gun flashed, firing an angry, long burst of bullets towards the intruder.

When the deadly bullets slivered against the massive block of concrete, anyhow, Alexis was already gone, sprinting across the mine field as Killer now followed, grimacing a bit when a burst of machine gun missed Alexis and plowed the ground near him, throwing up a cloud of dust and dirt as he passed by.

Ahead, Alexis seemed to dance, grinning widely as she made mad the poor soldiers that fired at her from the walkway on top of the city walls. A twist of her sensual body, a sidestep, a torsion of her bust, a tilt of her head, and the bullets were easily avoided as she walked inexorably forwards, unfazed by the furious bursts of automatic fire that plowed the earth all around her as now more and more rifles and machine guns fired at her from above...

And Killer stared at that in amazement as he followed, almost ignored by the enemy fire and endangered mostly by the bursts that missed Alexis and whizzed towards him as he walked several feet behind, with the double task of dodging the bullets himself and stepping in the path that Alexis followed.

She can see the mines with her mind... But me...? A wrong step... and salutes to the legend. What a lame way to die it would be...

He rose his eyes to watch ahead for Alexis as she curved her path to walk around a mine... and then he snarled a bit as a burst of machine gun scourged the ground a couple of meters on his side after missing the femme fatale as she twisted her torso out of the way with a teasing grin, and the automatic fire smashed right into a mine, making it explode and throw up a colossal cloud of sand and dust as he sprinted forwards on Alexis's footsteps as she snarled and rose a hand up, a sphere of her sapphire energy gleaming in her palm before she threw it at the tower that was targeting them.

The two ligers reached the deep anti-tank ditch right in the same moment when the sphere hit the top of the huge tower, exploding with a blazing flash of light and a loud, angry rumble of thunder at the structure was broken in two and the upper half fell forwards, smashing down into the town's wall with a waterfall of huge wrecks and fragments as dust and smoke rose up in a cloud...

And Alexis crouched calmly, smiling amusedly as Killer approached her.

"Had a good walk...?" The blond femme fatale asked teasingly, unfazed by the angry bursts of automatic fire that were literally plowing the edge of the ditch, trying to pin both ligers down. "Personally, I find there's a lot of bugs eager to sting in the air tonight." She mildly added as she grinned and ran a hand in her hair to shake away the dust that had landed on her. But Killer was saved answering as a huge explosion shook the ground around them, flames erupting from a point merely feet away from the edge of the ditch.

They both quickly looked up, and Alexis immediately pointed to one of the large platforms on top of the town's wall, the large anti-tank cannon on it being aimed down at them as several soldiers worked around it, several more firing with their rifles to pin them down in the ditch... where the cannon could hit them.

Alexis looked to Killer with a bit of a grin, and he nodded with his own smirk cresting his muzzle as he drew Wyvern out and balanced rifle and sword, one in each hand... And then both ligers leapt quickly out, heading for opposite directions towards the tall, thick wall as once more bursts of bullets chased after them, not one but three shells of artillery exploding into the ditch and digging three enormous craters as two more guns were aimed towards them.

But Killer was already sprinting towards the walls, aiming the massive Cobra upwards and answering to the enemy fire with a quick barrage of three grenades, which exploded in midair above the soldiers crowding the walkway, watering a large area with deadly slivers.

He could hear shrieks from even down there, and even if he couldn't tell how many he had hit, he grinned with the certainty that many weren't going to shoot anymore.

Something else exploded very close, the force of the explosion high enough that the shockwave almost overbalanced the huge male to the side... And he snorted as he leapt forwards and landed on his muscular abdomen, Cobra aimed upwards to the servants that were trying to reload as fast as possible one of the massive anti-tank guns in position on top of the walls, finger squeezing the second trigger on the castle to fire another grenade as he already leapt up and sprinted forwards once more, bullets chasing after him furiously.

The grenade exploded on contact this time, nearly dislodging the enormous piece of artillery from its rotating base and causing a hail of slivers that sent down both servants in a bloody heap... and a moment later, there was as second explosion, probably caused by a burning sliver piercing deep into one of the ammo reserves.

Killer had no time to even notice that, since a hail of gunfire drew closer and he felt a burning bullet dig a gash into his huge arm, even as several more smashed uselessly against the thick blade of Wyvern he rose in defense as he fired the last two grenades in his rifle in the general direction of the walkway, causing them to explode just over the heads of the enemies to inflict the worst possible damage as he ran even faster for the last thirty meters or so that separated him from the huge wall as the empty magazine of grenades was ejected from the Cobra with the pressure of a button.

He seized a full clip from the bandolier that he had traversing his chest with his fangs, and rose the Cobra up in front of himself to load it in place even as he continued running, slashing Wyvern in front of himself to parry a new hail of automatic fire... and then he snarled as explosions blossomed around him, as the enemies on the walls threw down at him a literal rain of hand-grenades, slivers, rocks and sand rising into the air and obscuring his sight for a moment as he felt several burning gashes being slashed open in his huge arms and legs, other fragments noisily bouncing off his thick, heavy armor...

And finally he emerged from the smoke in front of the enormous wall of concrete, and he did not pull back, sprinting as fast as he could forwards as he crossed his arms to shoulder away both Wyvern and the massive assault rifle as he roared and prepared his fist to strike.

His deep, soul-shaking roar made the walls tremble, but it was nothing compared to the rumble of thunder that followed as the huge liger smashed across the wall of the town, punching a huge hole into the massive structure of reinforced concrete and emerging on the patrol road just in time to blast a grenade into an approaching jeep and easily smash his way past the metallic net that separated the runways from the road.

Alexis, meanwhile, had chosen a different approach, and she had amazingly leapt forty feet into the air to land elegantly on the walkway on top of the enormous walls, leaving the astonished soldiers in position on top to crawl away from her in shocked terror as she quickly fired a barrage of sapphire-gleaming spheres of crackling energy into the distance, spinning on herself as she targeted the tall towers of the perimeter of defense, crumbling one after the other as she grinned coldly. It was vengeance, it was cleaning her homeland from all the junk and sadness and ruin that the RA had brought upon it... it was avenging her infamous, disloyal defeat and coming back with the blazing glory of what she had become in the meanwhile... a warrior with such tremendous capability that the old Alexis, as impressive as she had been, would have disfigured.

A barrage of explosions lightened the sky up almost like it was dawning, as her strikes destroyed the deadly machine guns that topped tens of towers along the walls, and the destruction wasn't even finished that she was already taking care of the soldiers crowding the narrow walkway, charging forwards as the first soldiers tried to attack her, Blue Vixen slashing expertly and with incredible speed as she easily ran along the narrow top of the parapet, her balance absolute, just like she was fighting on her bare feet... and not on the high-heeled boots she was instead wearing.

She neatly slashed her huge sword outwards to the right, cutting in two with a splatter of blood the first two riflemen that had been turning against her, and she grinned coldly as she squeezed the small golden trigger in the handle of the enormous sword, the submachine gun hidden inside the sword firing immediately a long burst as she quickly ran by the group of crowding soldiers, lodged between the two parapets of the huge wall.

The armor-piercing, high speed rounds caliber .50 did a slaughter horrible on such short distance, bullets tearing effortlessly into armour plates and flesh, throwing up true explosions of maimed gore before smashing deeply into the concrete behind, after piercing all the way through the men of the RA and their Kevlar combat vests.

Alexis fired and killed until the clip was empty and she ejected as she slashed the huge sapphire blade out to neatly decapitate a soldier who leapt at her with his broadsword ready to strike... And as she moved her sword back, her free hand easily loaded another clip in place, her moves expertly coordinated even as she leapt over an enemy's vicious lash, kicking hard into his face and sending him crashing down in a bloody heap, his muzzle mashed to pulp as the blond femme fatale jumped up and flipped in midair before landing on the parapet on the other side of the walkway, another quick burst obliterating a patrol of newcomer soldiers that appeared into one of the elevators that connected the top of the wall with the road below.

"Try harder for me, guys!" Alexis challenged, grinning darkly as her eyes burned with flames of cruel amusement and retribution... And the soldiers seemed to listen to her, because along the walkway rapidly approached a Fast Response Team of soldiers in Senses Augmentation Suites, hiding behind their foldable shields of titanium and firing with their massive assault rifles as they advanced, the inactive plasma swords ready at their belts and their bodies covered in a thick, ultra-protective bullet-proof vest of color-shifting nanomachines that continuously changed their appearance to match the surrounding world, faces invisible, fully enclosed into the virtual-reality armored helmet with the thermal cameras on top.

They followed an unmanned tank of some sort, which quickly and silently moved on rubber tracks and aimed at her a turret topped by several thermal imagery sensors and what was probably a radar antenna covered by a protective radome... And that was firing furiously with two large-calibre miniguns, two triple missile launchers mounted on the sides of the turret ready to fire as well.

Alexis leapt into the air immediately, the barrage of automatic fire pulverizing the spot of parapet she had occupied, and she landed on the broken stump of circular guard-tower of concrete that she had broken in half with one of her balls of energy, standing on the edge of the cracked concrete and grinning widely as she licked her lips a bit.

"This is already better. But I hope it's not the most you can give." She teasingly stated, before she had to jump high into the air again as the robot-tank turned its turret and fired a missile into the ruins of the tower, crumbling it in wrecks that fell onto the road below as Alexis cackled and fired a bolt of energy that destroyed the vehicle in a ball of fire. "You'll need to do definitely better..."

Almost in the same moment, huge explosions resounded as several Viper pods were activated along the external perimeter of the base, the rockets flying in a tall parabola over the razor wire, the anti-tank obstacle and across the mine field, laying behind them an explosive cable which detonated cutting large passages into the barbed wire and making all the mines in a range of a few meters explode, throwing up a hurricane of sand and dust as several safe passages were opened... And immediately after, thick curtains of cooled smoke, impenetrable even for the thermal sensors rose from the ground in front of the walls as the Predator assaulters coldly fired their grenade launchers, launching barrages of concealing grenades to hide the large groups of rebels and Predators that sprinted forwards in the secured accesses to assault Sangin, supported by a few MTRV 500 IFV vehicles.

Alexis grinned as she looked backwards, behind her back to see the clouds of white, cold smoke, from which came the war-shouts of the Predators and of the rebels, knowing that the assault was going smoothly... and she idly ducked under a slash of an exasperated soldier in bruised SAS suite, his large breast-plate already cracked by one of her playful blows... And her hand snapped up, fast as lighting, grasping his helmet as she stood back up and pierced Blue Vixen inside another soldier.

The thick armored helmet warped noisily as she closed her fingers slowly into a fist, and blood and gore exploded from under the helmet as the body shook crazily with a loud, desperate coughing and gargling as a thick rope of drool dangled from the underside of the helmet... And the body went limp, Alexis snapping the plasma blade from the hand of the corpse as the few other SAS soldiers stared at her in shock with their enclosed, expressionless helmets...

And she drew Blue Vixen out of the corpse sprawled on the ground at her feet, rising the enormous blade in a hand and the plasma rod in the other, grinning coldly towards the remaining of the force that had come and attacked her, nearly sixty corpses of Senses Augmentation Suite special soldiers crumbled on the floor of the walkway all around her...

And Killer, down below into the perimeter of the air base, advanced quickly forwards past the garrisons, that were burning wrecks buried under who-the-hell knew how many tons of steel and concrete, since he had uprooted one of the towers of the perimeter of Sangin with his monstrous strength and slammed the whole, fifty-foot structure into the large building at the entrance of the base, from where soldiers had come out firing at him.

He had then quickly took care of a Fast Response Team himself, but this one had come with three heavy battle tanks Tiran fitted with anti-tanks guns and remote weapon stations equipped with 25 mm Miniguns.

The tanks, anyway, hadn't restrained him for that much time: now they were currently burning wrecks shaken every now and then by the explosions of the ammo that went off because of the arsons, and one of the huge, 100-tons vehicles was sprawled on its roof on top of a soldier's dormitory, that had been crushed under the weight and reduced to ruins with everyone was still inside.

Now, as he ran across the runway, several machine guns and rifles targeted him from the top of the roof of the base and even from the tall control tower of the base, but the Predators and rebels invading the area from the huge breach he had personally made into the town's wall were now catching up on him, rapidly crossing the areas he had already cleaned, and their heavy fire of answer helped greatly in taking possession of the base's area.

The snipers of the Predators, in particular, used their grapnel-hooks rifles to fire ropes on top of the town's wall and rapidly climb on top of the tall structure, from where they had a formidable range of fire with their heavy, powerful rifles.

A company of predators also climbed on the walls to start the long cleaning operation, advancing meter after meter to force the enemy out of its positions and capture or kill all the RA members that still occupied the walkway and the anti-tank cannons.

Twenty minutes later, with the support of the MTRV 500 IFV's cannons, the garrison of the air base was silenced, and the area finally secured. A message confirmed that the north-east bridge had been conquered intact as well, and that the north bridge had been effectively destroyed: Siegfried had sent with his message even the images coming from the camera of his visor, and in the distance was clearly visible the awkward V that the two broken parts of the span of the structure made falling into the water when the middle pylon was pulverized by the Thunder missile striking.

The company of Predators cleaning up the walls of the town was making steady progresses as well, and a company of rebels had started a second attack, advancing from the other side, so that the RA soldiers still trying to defend the perimeter of Sangin were being trapped in the middle.

There was still to clean up the town itself, anyhow... Little of the large town had been conquered yet, excluding the air base and the immediate surroundings, but at least, they now had solid and long runways of concrete where to land other troops of reinforce and equipments... The first true, real base in Glacial was established.

Not that it was hospitable or welcoming at all: enemy mortars and rockets coming from the surrounding quarters of the town kept exploding along the runways, and the soldiers had be very careful when they moved, staying as close as possible to the structures, where being hit by the slivers was more unlikely, since the enemy fire was aimed at the large open area of the runways and taxiways.

The first cargo planes had to land under such artillery fire, and the first A400 was badly damaged by the barrages of mortar shells and was unable to take off again after the landing... but fortunately, most of the load in its cargo bay was pulled out before an arson ruined the aircraft. To speed up the process, Killer himself had pulled out the gun turrets that the cargo transported, using his brutal, enormous strength to bring the Skyshield guns in position as Alexis pulled out of the plane the sealed containers of ammunitions.

Three of the four Skyshield guns that the cargo carried were pulled in position with success, and from the very first moment the autonomous gun systems had been activated, they had fired to shoot down the incoming artillery shells and the rockets: each single-barrel gun had its own suite of millimetric radar and thermal imagery sensors to track the incoming target, and each gun fired engagement bursts of around ten rounds every time, without requiring any operation from the soldiers.

The rounds were fired right in front of the incoming grenades, and they detonated in midair in proximity of the target, vomiting forwards a true cloud of hundreds of tungsten slivers and sub-projectiles capable to pierce into a missile, rocket or artillery shell and tear it down to shreds before it could strike its target.

Three guns weren't enough to cover all the sector of the air base, but already it had been a massive improvement, that had at least made one of the runways secure, and that had allowed other cargo planes to come, land, deploy their load and take off again, so that more Skyshield cannons had been put in place to protect the area.

Now, as Killer looked around himself with a quiet smile, the area was mostly secure: the enemy artillery continued to rumble raggedly in the distance, but their fury was by now mostly useless, since enough Skyshield guns were in place to engage the mortar shells fired from the quarters of Sangin all around them already in their ascent-phase, so that the airport was by now a safe haven, untouchable by enemy fire... And since several cargo planes had been dropping SMARTFIRE autonomous Vertical Missile Launchers pallets in the forests all around Sangin, and a series of deployable Radar and Thermal Sensors had brought in the area, they now had available an effective shield even against the incursions of the enemy air force or against the launch of cruise missiles against them... and it was an obvious relief he could easily read in the eyes of the soldiers seating on the floor, back to the walls of the hangars, as they relaxed a bit and took a breath after the fighting as the medics walked back and forth to give their help and care to the various wounded men along the ranks. Luckily, the casualties were very few, and even the violent bombing with the mortars had caused much less damage that it theorycally could, since the protection of the Osprey tactical combat vests of the Predators worked excellently to stop slivers from hurting.

Besides, their position was growing stronger by the minute, and there was already also a battery of artillery pieces doing counter-battery fire... in fact, four fully-automated BLAM mortars Killer looked to this fondly, smiling slightly as he reminded getting over the general idea of that weapon with Roger and Alexis and Siegfried and working together to make of it a solid product.

The mortars worked in collaboration with a Sentinel Artillery-Detector radar that had been brought in the airport on board of an Atlas super-cargo, and now the huge, flat aerial of the system was raised up from the trailer of the HM206 double-joined trailer vehicle that gave it mobility on every terrain, and the electronic system was capable to detect the artillery shells and mortar rounds as soon as they were fired and began their ascent, mapping the source of the enemy fire and at the same time calculating the trajectory and the estimated impact point, greatly helping the Skyshield guns to be already aimed in the right direction when the threats approached.

The coordinates of the enemy guns, instead, were immediately shared on the NET with the BLAMs, which were so capable to fire a barrage of high explosive grenades in answer, so to destroy the artillery of the enemy.

Killer looked over the firing mortars with a slight smile of satisfaction, and almost of affection: it was one of the ideas that they had managed to turn into solid reality, and it was a piece of equipment that saved lives, as well... And it was also the lightest, most deployable and perhaps smarter piece of artillery in the world.

The BLAM was a modified 120 mm mortar, capable to hit targets up to 13 kilometres away, using a large variety of shells, from Smoke to incendiary grenades, from HE to Less-Than-Lethal rounds capable to incapacitate everyone in an area of almost 30 meters, from intelligent, guided munitions to the oldest "dumb" mortar shells. The artillery piece was breech-loaded, contrarily to the normal mortars that are muzzle-loaded, and the reloading process was automatically carried out by a robotic arm that followed the orders of the firing computer, drawing out from the protected, armored and fire-proof ammo reserve the round needed and pushing it into the breech for the shot. The BLAM was capable to fire on a flat trajectory if needed, another no-no for the normal mortars... and it was capable to carry out high precision direct attacks in a five kilometers range, a unique feature.

The BLAM could be manually operated, but it born as a fully automated weapon system, assembled on a platform with an unlimited traverse and an elevation capability ranging from 0 to 85°. Such weapon system could be mounted on a very wide range of platforms, thanks to its lightness and reduced sizes: there was a module for the MTRV 500 vehicles that had a turret armed with a double BLAM mortar, it could be mounted on a modified landing craft, on trucks and jeeps... The Heavy Weapons Platoons that supported every company of the Empire's army had a modified version of the WMKRV that carried a BLAM system in the back... But the basic mortars, like the ones he was looking at, were mounted on small, agile two-wheel trailers that could be towed easily by mostly any kind of vehicle in military service, even on the roughest terrains.

The best point of it all, anyway, was that the BLAM was independent, and remotely operated, so that the crew could just sit down at a distance, in a safe position away from the threat of enemy counter fire, commanding the mortar thanks to a rugged portable computer.

And Killer was now eyeing with interest the calm Predator seated a few steps away from him, back leaning against the wall of the hangar behind them and a rugged portable computer opened in his lap as he inserted the orders...

And nearly half a mile away, on the other side of the runways of the air base, the BLAMs turned around to aim in the distance to the left from their stabilized trailer-bases as their barrels rose up in firing position, starting to fire a new barrage of High Explosive rounds high into the sky as the robotic autoloader pushed round after round inside the chamber.

"It's going very well, I'd say..."

Killer turned to the side, smiling warmly as he caught in his eyes the magnificent sight of Alexis approaching him with her graceful, silent pace, crossing her arms as she leaned with her back against the wall, standing at his side with a soft smile. "The worst part was really overcoming the town's wall... With all their defences and the sheer thickness and amount of concrete and steel of the wall, it was nearly anti-everything..." She observed calmly, and then she grinned as she turned towards him to teasingly squeeze the enormous bicep of his arm with a cheerful grin. "...But nothing stands up to these guns of yours."

Killer grinned with a slight tilt of his head, and flexed under her touch, his muscles bulging powerfully under her loving gaze as she murred in teasing appreciation...

But nonetheless he turned to her with a loving smile, giving Alexis her merits. "You did most of the work, love... I'd be still flailing stupidly under the enemy fire trying to find a way to cross the mine field, if it wasn't for you..." He softly said, smiling to her gently. "We saved a lot of lives tonight with our assault."

Alexis smiled and took his face gently between her hands, reaching up to kiss him passionately, pushing her body against his to grind her stunning, feminine body against the ridges of his enormous musculature, their tongues battling and wrestling intensely as their hot breaths washed over each other's face... And it felt like an eternity of bliss to the both of them, even if the noise of the war, the growls of distant gunfire, the rumble of the mortars and of the Skyshields, all mixed with their low, deep purrs into their ears, until she finally, slowly and hesitatingly pulled back, breaking their kiss.

She stared at his eyes for a moment, love burning in their irises as they grinned... and then she leaned closer to hungrily lap at the blood and gore that stained his muzzle, murring deeply as she tasted the remains of some of his victims of the night.

"You always look so damn sexy in red, lover..." She teasingly breather, grinning widely, and he couldn't help but grin back at her as he reached forwards to lick at a splatter of blood on her cheek.

"Never as much as you do..." He smiled, and moved gently away from her face a long bang of her golden hair with a hand, before snorting a bit at the explosion of a mortar grenade in the sky above them as a Skyshield gun fired a burst of its projectiles to intercept the threat, small fragments of metal tickling noisily on the concrete and on the metallic roof of the hangar.

"Look at me... What a lame husband. I didn't even manage to bring you away for a honeymoon worth of you... And I keep dragging you around from battlefield to battlefield..." He murmured sadly, lowering his head a bit in shame, looking angry with himself.

But Alexis smiled lovingly and leaned forwards to nuzzle him gently, pushing his muzzle back up as she threw herself even more into his arms and against his powerful chest. "I love fighting, you know..." She grinned, making him brighten up with an amused tilt of his head to the side... and then she elected a murr from him as she licked his throat teasingly. "And technically, this time I'm the one who dragged you around, anyway..." She softly added, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing him closer into a tight hug... And then she grinned into his eyes. "But yeah, well, you consider yourself tied to the promise of giving me a honeymoon I'll never forget when things will be finally over." He nodded immediately at her request, and she brightened up with a cheerful grin. "Honeymoon will be planned on my terms. Sex especially." She stated cheerfully.

He laughed softly, and then pushed his nose against hers to stare into her eyes with a grin. "Bitch..." He said, his voice playful and loving.

"Bastard." She teasingly answered, grinning herself... but then she buried her muzzle against his chest, and breathed: "Yours. Yours bitch only."

A moment later, Alexis slowly departed from the hug, the two lovers reluctantly separating... But they both knew there was work to do.

"I'll be guiding the Third Regiment and the rebels of support along the main avenue of Sangin." Alexis professionally announced, her voice back to brisk, military efficiency and Killer nodded slowly.

"I can take another team and -" He could not finish, anyway, because Alexis pushed a single finger against his lips and smiled, shaking her head softly.

"You'll stay here... In the last days you have slept next to nothing, with all the training you have imposed on yourself and the fighting. You'll stay here... The guys can take care of this town no problem, and I'll be with them for the heavy lifting." Alexis said gently, but with a firm decision in her tone that let him know that there was no arguing to be made. "Besides... you've also had a lot less sex than you are used to... And I don't want you to go out of training and loose that magic touch of yours." The blond femme fatale grinned, licking her lips a bit. "So take that five Praetorians bitches and smash their pussies for me, lover..." Her hand slid down his muscular abdomen, fingers brushing down the front of his pants teasingly before she squeezed his clothed, flaccid but already gargantuan shaft, making him murr in delight at the way that simple touch sent almost an electric thrill of lust along his muscular body. "Hard and fast, lover... Let them finally feel just why you are in charge. I'm just sorry I can't stay and watch."

She grinned teasingly, and licked his lips as his eyes gleamed a bit with lust... And she took his face again into her hands. "Promised...?"

"As my enchanting queen wants..."

Half an hour later saw Killer resting inside the administrative building of the air base, into the large room that had been the meeting point for the pilots of the squadron based in the airport, the huge male leaning comfortably down into a large, puffy armchair that told him that the air base had once been a civilian airport... And a beautiful one at that, too. That had to have been the First Class passengers stop... The rest of the civilian structures had been demolished to make space for bunker-hangars and other military installations, instead.

But he could really not say he minded at the moment, or that his concentration was nowhere close to such considerations, as he rested his head backwards on the head rest of the armchair, eyes half lidded in pleasure as he grinned slightly, feeling delicate, skilled hands massaging his muscular, powerful body with the reverence reserved for a god... and an affection reserved only to a lover.

The Praetorians had been simply delighted of his proposal of having some... relax and fun... and now the nearly-naked, beautiful five slaves were attending to his body with their expert touch, Kate curled up against his left leg and Valery taking care of the right, both females gently stroking their hands along his muscular legs, massaging his feet and then up all the way to his spiked knees, smiling warmly up at him as they planted a peck on his masculine form every now and then. Crystal and Pamela were kneeling at his sides, leaning over his stunning abdominals and powerful chest, working in tandem to massage all over his form as they so often lapped lovingly at his musculature, leaning their heads against his broad pecs as they sneaked craving gazes to the enormous, obscene bulge in his boxers, the only cloth he was still wearing. His hands reached down their backs all the way to teasingly squeeze their taunt, well-shaped buttocks every time he wished to enjoy the contact with their enchanting, toned feminine forms... And Nikita stood behind him, her strong but gentle hands massaging his huge, rippled shoulders and coming down to caress his chest every so often, as she bent slightly forwards to let him fully enjoy the sight of her luscious, firm breasts every time his eyes looked upwards, the golden-haired mare smiling lovingly down at him.

It wasn't long before Pam climbed up on his large torso, straddling the huge male as he grinned and powerfully flexed against her, making the white tigress murr in delight as she eagerly ground against his massive, bulging muscles, facing him with a teasing, suggestive grin as she bent forwards to rest on his abdomen and lick at his pecs teasingly, making him murr a bit. He could feel her large, firm boson pressing against the muscular outline of his abdominals, while her tight, toned buttocks were resting over his bulging crotch, slightly rose by the massive, thick pillar of flesh hidden in his underwear. She lodged his monstrous shaft between her meaty, toned thighs and slowly, skillfully massaged its outlined, impressive length with her crotch, releasing a deep, draw out breath of pleasure as she let her eyes slid closed.

And the huge male murred in equal pleasure and interest as he clearly felt drops of hot, sticky excitement drip out from her leathery thong, her wet sex was so damp already that he could feel the moisture through even his boxers, as his own arousal started to soak the fabric with dense, sticky pre.

"Master is enjoying himself..." Pamela purred out teasingly, grinning gently as she opened her eyes to stare at him... And he grinned back with a slight nod.

It seemed to work as a start signal, since Crystal moved with a hot pant towards his boxers, gently seizing the waistband with her fingers and pulling down past the giant, menacing head of the flaccid but already enormous member, the Drakkaren whistling a bit as she grinned in rapture as his hugeness was revealed. Valery eagerly reached up as well, pulling his boxers further down as more and more inches of the monstrously thick black shaft appeared, showing just how far his unaroused but goliath member had sneaked up to his hip to stay confined in the unfair prison of fabric.

"Master's just so very huge..." Valery purred, and quickly, letting out a soft moan of eagerness, Crystal dived forwards to lock her mouth on the tip of the enormous, flaring head of his cock, suckling greedily on the generous stream of pre he was starting to give.

The huge male raised his hips from the seat a bit, so that Valery and Kate could finally yank down his boxers all the way to his ankles, his enormous cock finally freed and greeted by purring gasps of approval from the audience of females.

He felt Kate's pointy, foxy muzzle push gently between his gigantic testicles, her tiny, loving tongue stretching out to lap at his sac with a murr so eager and loud that he could hear it clearly even as she sunk her face between his virile, huge balls, breathing greedily of his oh-so-strong scent as she pecked at the rounded surface of his enormous orbs and groaning happily as her hands started to slowly, lovingly roll and squeeze his huge seed-tanks.

Valery's hands both attempted to encircle his immense girth, but even with both hands and with her fingers so well stretched, she failed for a good few inches... and soon Pamela turned on his chest, giving him the shoulders to add her own caressing hand over his thick shaft, the tigress leaning forwards and giving him a perfect view of her damp sex as she pulled aside her leathery thong, making sure to offer his sapphire eyes a treat as she smiled enticingly from over her shoulder. She had such a nicely trimmed little bush of silvery hair, and her swollen, eager lips were opening up with each breath like rose petals in a warm spring, and he murred in delight at the sight, reaching up a hand to tease on her centre with experience, making her arch her back and stiffen with a hot, panting groan.

Anyway, it was Crystal the one that was giving him the most pleasure, as she slipped the head of his penis into her muzzle, suckling gently back even as it made her cheeks bulge obscenely with its sheer sizes, as the lizard female pushed her maw firmly upwards along the gigantic length of his shaft as it began to harden, taking the already-impressive flaccid member down her maw and grasping his hips tightly as she let out a quiet moan of pleasure from around his thick meat. And the male growled a bit in delightful satisfaction as Valery's and Pamela's hands added to the feelings, moving slowly, but powerfully back and forth along the stiffening length of his veiny, girthy shaft... and he murred as Kate settled her gentle mouth against one large, hanging, larger-than-her head testicle, suckling teasingly against it, her tongue pushing against its surface in a slow, sensual dance before sliding out of her maw to lap teasingly at his sac.

Crystal's groans came muffled from the enormous, stiffening cock she was valiantly attempting to take in her mouth as she rocked her head forwards in slow, then in quick and then again slow, loving pulses, her eyes lidded in what appeared to be pure ecstasy at the feeling of the liger's thick shaft pushing down her throat as it thickened and grew, stiffening up inside her even if the massive, flared head was lodged almost already down to her stomach, her neck bulging with the sheer sizes of the goliath cock. Her lips stretched painfully wide, her breath whistling in and out of her nose as her mouth was entirely stuffed by the huge shaft, Crystal looked like she was in heaven as drool formed at the corners of her insanely abused mouth as she eagerly pushed forwards to please even more of his gigantic member as it dug deeper and deeper with its hardening and growing even as she rotated her maws slowly at the same time, massaging him in a wonderful way. Inside her crammed mouth, her skilled tongue was dancing and twisting around his penis with such loving ability that he had to recognize that he was getting one of the very best blowjobs of his life... She almost stands on par with Alexis and Cherry... And the huge male couldn't help but groan delightfully as he quickly stiffened and grew to the consistence of titanium inside her jaws, topping his astonishing, tremendous 74 inches of thick, meaty length, Crystal's eyes snapping open to stare at his enormous cock as she gagged noisily around the thick column of black flesh, rivulets of drool and pre escaping her lips and slowly streaking down the incredible length of cock that was being lovingly stroked and teased by the joint efforts of Nikita, Pamela and Valery, while Kate was slobbering hungrily on his gigantic testicles, her hands cupping and rolling a huge orb at a time.

Crystal continued her masterful ministrations, her long reptilian tongue moving in ways Killer hadn't even thought possible and sending electrical shivers of pleasure along his spine as he flexed his powerful body in pleasure, grinning as he closed his eyes with a sigh of delight... And the six hands that stroked and teased the rest of his shaft were as much skilled, and when his pre started flowing out of Crystal's lips, Nikita was the faster one at pushing her mouth forwards to slurp his essence greedily up, her tongue lapping at his enormous shaft hungrily as her lips reached up to almost kiss the Drakkaren's overstretched lips, fetching his potent nectar and her drool directly from her stuffed mouth as Valery and Pamela gave low, throaty purrs of interest.

"Oooh, Master is so good... Please Master, give me more..." Nikita breathed, departing her mouth for a short moment from his black, throbbing cock, and Valery pushed forwards as well, lapping at another escaped stream of dense, sticky juice, even as Crystal suckled greedily and tried her best to savor and swallow her watery, tasty reward all for herself.

Killer grinned as Pamela pushed her head forwards as well, fighting for a place between the other two Praetorians as Crystal pushed forwards to take even more of his long, thick shaft down her throat. "I want to have some, too!" Pamela complained, but the other three Praetorians were not easily persuaded, however, and Killer murred in delight when she literally shouldered her way between Nikita and Valery and clamped her full, luscious lips over his thick pillar of flesh, groaning softly as his strong taste filled her mouth up.

Kate looked up from between his legs, too, and claimed her own share... So that Killer grinned, and called Nikita to himself, the mare grinning as she followed her master's instructions and kneeled above his face, legs to either side of his muzzle as he pushed his mouth towards her bare, soaked wet sex, his tongue slowly, expertly lapping at her swollen, eager lips and teasing torturingly against her hardened clit as the golden haired Amazon bent down over him to ran her fingers lovingly into the long fur of his mane, smiling as she closed her eyes in unimaginable pleasure, her hot breath washing over his features as she soon started groaning his name over and over.

His tongue prodded gently at her lips, and he kissed her dripping sex softly, pushing inside her as his hot breath washed over her sensitive, longing vagina and inside her tight passage, making her shiver with a loud, pleading groan even as she lovingly wrapped her arms around his neck.

It was only after many more minutes of such torturous pleasure, that saw the position and role of the five slaves change several times, that Crystal, after having exchanged place with Nikita, moved back to his enormous cock and intensified even more her efforts, looking up at his eyes with teasing, grinning need as she pushed herself hard forwards, working to get down to envelope more and more of his gigantic member, working in time with him as he thrust upwards teasingly with his strong hips, grinning widely and arching his back with pleasure... And even as she gagged and slobbered, the Drakkaren moved skillfully down over his now-shiny, soaked-with-drool shaft, emitting a muffled but still loud and clear victorious groan as she ground her nose into the bottom of his powerful abs, nose flaring to breath air that was filled with his untamed, manly scent, strong like nowhere else there, in the middle of the long white fur of his happy highway, the female happily rubbing her muzzle in his fur, letting her face being trickled softly for a few long, blissful moments as she let her teeth teasingly brush the very base of his black, colossal member, the other Praetorians staring at the Drakkaren with a mix of admiration and envy at her surprising, stunning stunt as she engulfed inside her slender body his gigantic black cock.

He grinned as he mentally added her to the very short list of people capable to take his monstrous shaft all the way like that, wondering how she could manage such feat as he felt his spear filling her stomach up, throbbing happily with his power into her stuffed, crammed form as the long, girthy shaft was massaged heavenly by her flexing throat-muscles... And she started bobbing her head back and forth along the immense cock, her hand joining several others to squeeze lovingly at the base of his shaft, smearing her own drool all over his flesh as his head tilted back with another loud grunt of pleasure, his grinning eyes meeting her tender gaze as she stretched her other harm forwards to rub her hand gently over his powerful abs. Crystal's cheek bulged obscenely with the enormous sizes of his cock as he lazily thrust with his hips and she bobbed her head along the huge shaft, suckling greedily even as her long tongue continued to twist and wrap around his member in amazing ways... And Killer grinned widely as he gave her a pleased, affective gaze. "Your mouth is magic, Crystal... Keep that up, and Master's going to give you a little something."

The Drakkaren's eyes lightened up with hungry, eager lust, and she dived her muzzle forwards valiantly, lapping and sucking even harder as she happily moaned, and the other Praetorians exchanged grinning gazes filled up with the same lustful need at the thought of his incoming orgasm, Pamela squeezing his enormous testicles gently, rolling a fat, heavy ball in her palms as she lapped along the curving profile of one titanic orb to reach up for the base of his shaft, and then back down to mouth his sperm tank teasingly...

"We'd just love to get Master's gift all over us..." She whispered in teasing, craving voice that all but made him tilt his head upwards with a grin of pleasure, nuzzling into Nikita's soaked sex and making her groan and shiver in torturous pleasure as he kept licking and teasing her longing lips with expertise.

"We still haven't been marked as Master's slaves, as his humble servants for life... Oh, please, our king and owner, please...! Bath us all in your seed, shower us, and claim us all as yours, yours alone to do anything Master wants with us, for life and beyond..." Valery prayed, pushing her cheek against his thick column of flesh and rubbing her face lovingly against his meat as her eyes craved for him and his seed, his command, like she needed it more than she needed air to breath and water to drink.

"We all need you, our Emperor..." Nikita breathed as she managed to open one eye and smiled down at him with need and want even as she shivered on orgasm's threshold from his merciless, hungry sucking and lapping at her rich juices dripping from her sex.

"We are here to adore and worship our Master, the centre of our universe, the essence of our everything... let us taste your power in your seed, Owner..." Kate pleaded, her eyes staring at him with adoration and untamed need as her tiny hands stroked up and down the sides of the colossal shaft as she tried to urge on his pleasure...

Killer grinned as he thrust with rising strength and enthusiasm with his hips, abusing Crystal's mouth with the hugeness of his pistoning member as he felt his orgasm rising, well-know heat spreading from his loins in his whole body as his cock throbbed with menacing power and the Drakkaren female meekly moaned around him, feeling his already gigantic cock grew stiffer and even thicker, if possible, from the monstrous sizes and granite-like hardness he already had...

"Bath's time, bitches... In line before your Master." He grinned, and he gazed gently but in complete, absolute domination over the five females, who all went down to their knees in front of him, Crystal drawing reluctantly back from his goliath penis with a soft, content sound halfway between a sigh of longing and a moan of pleasure as the five stared at the liger's huge shaft bouncing out of her jaws and immediately, domineeringly pointing upwards at full, gigantic erection, several long ropes of drool hanging from it and stretching down to her maw before she licked her lips and wiped slowly at her muzzle, the other four slaves hungrily reaching their muzzles forwards to catch their own spare of thick, sticky mixture of his precious pre and her lustful drool, even as all of their hands reached up for his gargantuan shaft, the fingers of ten hands no less wrapping around his massive length and starting to powerfully, eagerly pump his orgasm up...

And a moment later, Killer arched his back and pushed his cock forwards powerfully as he let out a wall-shaking roar of ecstasy and domain as he closed his eyes in pleasure for a moment when his enormous, thick load exploded from his gargantuan shaft and splattered over the five females and well past them, his first blast easily flying across the whole room, welcomed by moans and giggles from the five slaves, who happily bathed in his essence as he blasted out thick load after thick load, the females hungrily groaning and starting to stroke him even harder and faster, milking his ocean of seed out to the best of their talents as he grinned down at them and bathed in the wonderful sights of volley after volley of his semen soaking their faces, boobs and bodies, literally hosing them from head to toe.

Gargantuan blasts followed gargantuan blasts, drawing rivers of his cum on the floor and furnishings across the whole room as they happily moved to catch his volleys, then stretched out their tongues and hungrily tried to swallow his gigantic wads of semen...

It felt like an eternity, minutes piling up as he came and blasted gallons of his manliness over them... until finally it slowed to an end, Killer murring contently as the five females stood in front of him, dripping his seed onto the floor as they hungrily, noisily gulped down his load, their features barely recognizable under the thick layers of his hot cum.

They immediately reached forwards to lick and suck his cock clean, making him groan out hotly as their lips took turns at suckling over his sensitive flesh... And when his obsidian shaft was left shiny with their saliva, the five slaves started happily licking his cum out of each other's face, making him murr in deep lust and stroke leisurely his enormous shaft in pleasure and entertainment... But he was not left out of the action, and his choice for the first one slave allowed to ride him was Crystal. "...Since you serviced me so well, you surely deserve the first go..."

Crystal straddled his hips, supporting herself gently by pushing her hands forwards over his powerful abs, panting a bit in a mix of fear and desire as the gigantic member pushed against her tight entrance. Valery lovingly guided his throbbing monster cock to the quivering lips of the Drakkaren's dripping sex as all five the females stared breathlessly to the image of the slender lizard female standing on her toes, her feet over the arm rests of the armchair as his gargantuan member pressed powerfully against her tight passage. She did not asked him to be gentle, nor asked from him nothing. She was his slave, his in life and death to do whatever he wanted... and she only waited his signal to slowly impale herself on his engorged, huge crown, crying out in a mix of pain and craving as he pushed upwards to meet her movement, until the entire head was forced inside her insanely stretched pussy, her lips torn open as a rivulet of blood slowly streaked down his endless shaft. She groaned in pleasure, however, eyes closed in a blissful expression, relishing in the sensation of his powerful, throbbing rod filling her up so completely, stretching her to such insane levels. Still, she had only taken a few inches of so many of his enormous staff, and he gently waited for her hips to push down so that he could feel more of his cock being enveloped by her warm, almost painfully tight innards.

"I don't know how on Earth I'm going to fit Master's unrivalled power inside me, but I'd die trying!" Crystal breathed out passionately, making him smile lovingly as she started to push her hips down, lowering herself along such gigantic shaft, clear juices and red blood trickling down his thick length in streams as she crammed more and more of his obsidian, steel-hard flesh inside her overfilled vagina. The other females watched intently, pulling their breath as over half of his gargantuan member somehow managed to tear its way into the depths of Crystal's sex, ripping its way past her quivering lips as she panted hotly. It took perhaps minutes, but at the end most of his enormous member had been forced into her tight, slender body, and Crystal was squatting over his member in bliss, hissing out in ecstasy as his powerful thrusts met her movements in perfect time, growing stronger and faster and harder with the moments passing by as juices cascaded out of her to wash along his thick length, pooling on his crotch and streaming down his gigantic testicles... Valery continued to stroke passionately the remaining inches of his shaft left outside, her muzzle at times licking gently and soothingly on both his reddened, powerful member and the lips of the Drakkaren's sex, which were forced inwards on his thrusts and sucked outwards with each of his backstrokes, Pamela attending to his enormous testicles and using her hands to both please him and tease the Drakkaren female above, as Kate decided to use her free hands to rub Crystal's bouncing breasts teasingly, rolling her firm, smooth-scaled breasts in her hold as she kept lapping his seed from the neck and from the muzzle of her lizard comrade. Killer, and all the other females, stared in lust at the amazing sight of the slender female eagerly impaling herself on his gigantic member, sweat shining on her seed-plastered sapphire scales as she cried and moaned out in ecstasy, hissing his name lovingly between nonsensical murmurs of erotic bliss... It looked almost like a tortured impaling herself eagerly on a massive, gigantic pole of steel as he shattered her soft, warm love tunnel with his immense cock.

It wasn't very long before the combination of his strong, expert pistoning cock plowing her sex and Kate's expert, loving caresses and laps and suckling pecks at her toned, cum-covered body brought Crystal over the edge for the first time. She exploded in a guttural orgasm so loud that even Killer was surprised, arching his back in delight as he murred inside Nikita's own dripping pussy as the Drakkaren's sex clenched rhythmically onto his pummeling shaft, embracing the powerful, domineering invader in a tight, wet and hot embrace. "Fuck me Master!...Fuck me...I am your slave.....I am yours to command and use as you wish!" Shrieked, leaning forwards over his muscular abdomen as she wheezed and shivered in waves of tremendous pleasure, her vagina squeezing onto his enormous member with such heat and passion that her sex was getting hot and tight as Hell itself... With the only difference that it felt like Heaven for both the female lizard and the giant liger.

Of course, it only encouraged the huge male to piston himself even harder and faster into her, as he eagerly forced his huge cock up and to push a few more inches even further up her pussy as a waterfall of bursting juices lubricated his movement even more, the Drakkaren female shrieking out in erotic bliss.

And a few minutes later, at the same time that Crystal reached her second climax, shivering and groaning out in delight, Nikita's sex clenched around his tongue and against his muzzle, making him murr in lust as she shivered and unloaded a thick burst of feminine juice into his mouth as she exploded violently, crying out his name as she closed her eyes in bliss. Killer had to hold her from her taunt buttocks to stop her from falling backwards as she writhed in delight.

"Master...! This is... so good!" Nikita cried out happily as he continued to tongue her sex lips. "Oh, gods!" The mare added in a groan as her orgasmic bursts washed into his muzzle, his tongue lapping at her eagerly and tasting the flavor of her pleasure... And he let his eyes fill up with the indecent, teasing orgasmic screams of Crystal as well, the strong massage his cock was getting from her tight vagina mixing with the pleasure coming from the loving work of all the other slaves, included Nikita, who was panting in his face as she ruffled his mane in loving gratitude... And it was what he needed to top over the edge himself, feeling a second, huge orgasm rising.

He pummeled into Crystal with even greater energy as he felt the first tidal waves of seed travel from his hot, overloaded testicles up the length of his erect, giant cock, the Drakkaren female bucking back against his movements in a hurry, losing the timing with the powerful, furious pistoning of the male but valiantly keeping up her collaboration as she shrieked, feeling his load incoming in his stiffening shaft.

"Gods, Master... I can feel it come...!" She cried out in a groan, that rose into an high, blissful scream as his cum exploded inside her most remote depths, hot seed filling her up like magma as he unleashed giant blast after giant blast of sticky, dense semen, roaring in delight as he felt bursts of his essence overflowing out of her insanely stretched passage, blasting out from around his pummeling cock whenever he withdrew in his backstrokes, dragging out a flood of mixed juices as she cried out in ecstasy.

The next one in line was little Kate, the smaller - and tighter... - of the five Praetorians. She begged to be fucked standing, and Killer gladly accomplished, easily lifting her up in the air by grasping her feminine, slender body by a thigh and a breast, to pull her up until her sealed sex was at level with his throbbing black spear and thrusting powerfully forwards with his hips and impaling the first few inches of his enormous length into her slippery, soaked and tremendously tight cunt. His gargantuan member was more than huge and powerful enough to sustain, alone, her body high up into the air, his erection so mighty to effortlessly support her weight as she leaned her hands against the wall and Killer pummeled her slender body with his hugeness, his large hands squeezing and rolling her breasts teasingly all the time as his enormous testicles slapped noisily into the face of Valery and Nikita, who took turns at lapping up the juices and blood that streaked down his immense shaft from the ruins of Kate's little vixen's sex as he tore her tight, tiny vagina to shreds, her body bulging frighteningly with the sheer immensity of the member invading her, a huge bulge moving back and forth in her belly as Pamela and Crystal licked and rubbed at it, feeling his tremendous cock moving inside the small female.

"Master... So... So huge..." Kate cried meekly out, panting hot breaths of pleasure as her juices mixed with her blood to drip out of her and into Nikita's eager face and open mouth as he plowed her innards with his massive cock. Pamela gaped as she watched his hulking, flexing frame pound the shit out of her helpless friend while the tigress fingered and teased her own eager, soaked sex at the sight, her muzzle buried inside the torn, battered folds of Crystal's pussy to suck the flood of his seed that continued to gush out of her forever-stretched, ravaged vagina. Killer looked at this with a lustful, delighted grin, feeling power and pleasure roll into his muscular, huge form at such a sight, but he was right now concentrating on the exquisite feelings of Kate's tiny, spongy canal squeezing the corded veins of his titanic shaft, her inner walls stretching and tearing and reshaping to take just little more than half his hugeness. And she was so damn tight and wrapping that it was almost painful... And he loved every second of it.

After a couple of minutes of his pounding, she had already reached the first of many mind-blowing orgasms, which made him murr in a mix of delight, lust and pride, admittedly. She was literally writhing under his mighty blows, crying out incomprehensible words of ecstasy, punctuated by longing sighs of his name, her screams getting louder and louder as he pummeled away. He could feel her soaked vagina moistening up even further around the girth of his giant member with every thrust of huge cock. Beside him, Pamela and Crystal were engaging in a lesbian sex-licking, boobs-rubbing orgy, and their moans soon became a loud and teasing chorus that all but increased his pleasure even more. At one stage, Crystal claimed that she would give a bit of a hint to Pamela of what exactly she was about to feel when Killer took her, and the Drakkaren fisted the white tigress with her left hand, reaching so deep inside Pam's thrashing pussy that her whole wrist, and quite a bit of her strong forearm, disappeared from view inside the pink folds of the other female...

Kate was still bouncing up and down his engorged shaft when he felt the first tinges of a new climax build up in his heavy testicles. Sperm was rising in a new tidal wave inside them, ready to be blasted with great force deep inside the vixen's tight and clenching sweetness... But Killer only increased the rhythm of his pistoning, growling in lust and delight at how her tiny vagina clamped on his cock, absurdly tight around his girthy member... And after around fifteen minutes of heavy pounding, her gaze had become vacant and her screams had been replaced by constant, ecstatic moans. She was also no longer holding herself up putting her hands against the wall, her arms dangling down as his cock alone sustained all of her weight, as she lost herself in her blissful trance. Now and then, she would resurface from her dreaming state and attempt to engulf even more of his immense shaft up her shuddering passage, bucking enthusiastically back against him... And that soon brought him to release one more time.

He roared as he fired his massive cannon once again, blasting shot after shot of creamy seed deep inside Kate's devastated passage as she kept clenching in a sort of never-ending orgasm, the vixen trembling lustfully as she cried out in bliss. And suddenly, his sperm gushed out of her pussy as his voluminous load easily filled her up completely. The thick seed ran in long strands down the length of his throbbing penis and coated his swinging wrecking-ball sized testicles, Nikita greedily drinking up his essence and lapping at his testicles as he continued to deliver huge load after huge load...

And it was right the Amazon mare the next one to experience a ride of their beloved Master: Killer took her in a doggy style position, overshadowing her strong form with his massive, muscular body as he drove tremendous thrusts home into her depths from above, dominating her by keeping her golden mane in his hand like reins as he pistoned himself potently in and out of her, the mare shrieking in ecstasy even as she pushed her muzzle inside Valery's vagina to tease her, while Pamela stayed down in 69 position to lap at Killer's still heavy balls...

And it was still a long ride, since the huge male liger still had to take on Valery and Pamela when Nikita happily collapsed on the floor, his seed gushing out of her as he pulled back with a loud, audible pop...

But he was all too happy to mount the young, attractive lioness, pummeling inside her with power and talent until even her could take no more, and he was glad to lift Pamela in her arms and impale her on his monstrous cock, pumping her up and down the long, think shaft over and over again, holding her by a hip and a breast as he stood and powerfully pistoned himself in and out of her, kissing and biting teasingly at her throat as she moaned and writhed blissfully in his hold...

And of course, when he was done with her, he was well glad to concede his talent and strength and body for an encore of his majestic, very appreciated play... And yeah, why not, even a third ride, for who was strong enough to keep it up so many times with him...

When Killer came finally out of the airport hall, he had probably reviewed most of the possible positions you can have sex in, and all of the five Praetorians had been left exhausted but blissful and cheerful by his play... He had scored probably a few billions points with the five girls, and admittedly he was now feeling a lot better. Also because they had kept high their faith to their oath of servitude, cleaning him up and lovingly worshipping him in any possible way afterwards, when he had took a shower to clean up the mess of mixed, sticky juices, and the five exhausted but happy slaves had shown an amazing dedication: even if they were reduced to walk funny after he had ravaged their sex, even if they barely had enough strength left to stand up - Kate did not really had even just that after her second go...- they had followed him into the shower and lovingly washed him up, then drained him and worshipped him some more...

At the end of all, he hadn't rested much, admittedly, quite the opposite, but he felt nonetheless in perfect shape and in excellent mood as he walked out to greet the Predators and rebels that returned from the districts where the battle was still going on strong: the cargo planes carrying more troops were still coming frequently, after all, and the newcomer soldiers were soon dispatched to relieve the tired and battle-worn comrades to allow them some rest back in the air base, where the enemy fire wasn't a serious worry and they could relax their nerves.

The huge liger felt unnerved at the sight, feeling the wish to go and join the fight as soon as possible... But something, a feeling, perhaps instinct itself, suggested him to take a walk along the perimeter of the base first. It was almost like having a voice in his mind insistently suggesting him to take that walk... and he had decided to follow that inspiration, like he often did. He was a bit of an instinctive and impulsive person, after all, from always... And after all, in war especially, he hadn't had too many occasions when he had regretted following his instinct.

At first, it felt almost like a waste of time, as he walked past the positions of the Predators and rebels guarding the perimeter, stepping past sentinels and sandbags-positions with machine guns and deadly, composite Field Fire Support weapons...

But as he walked towards the trees of the huge Sangin's park, that confined with the area of the airbase, walking closer to the metallic fence that made up the perimeter, he started picking up signals that something was wrong, and he had once more done the right choice.

The fence had been smashed down and torn open by something or someone, right near the margin of the woods... And the four Predators nearby where blankly unfazed and indifferent to that, grouped up all together in a corner and practically staring to each other, without even talking. Adding to that, a couple of rebels were apparently sleeping, curled up in the grass and completely headless of everything going on around them... And that definitely wasn't normal.

Killer frowned at the sight, walking up to the group of Predators with a bad feeling about the whole question... and the soldiers barely reacted to his presence, looking almost... bored. Something that was even stranger: he used to have an excellent friendship with his soldiers, after all... And well, even if he hadn't, his arrival always caused everyone to go stiff and formal and compelled everyone to give his best, if not for respect or friendship just because he could smash them down to a pulp with a hand if he felt he had to.

Now, instead, they just gave impersonal military greetings... And when the huge liger come even closer, looming down from his towering height to wave a hand back and forth in front of the face of the nearest soldier, feeling tremendously stupid, the Predator's eyes stayed fixed to nothingness, staring emptily into the distance even if he spoke: "Yes, Majesty...? Can I do something for your highness...?"

Killer straightened with a grimace. He knew who had the power to reduce persons in that state... and his face carried relief, of all things: he knew that with her powers, Vera could have made those soldiers do anything from suicide to death-fighting each other to serve her as life-long faithful slaves to, perhaps even more dangerous, making of them spies and saboteurs. The huge male was sure that if she wanted, Vera was more than capable to posses the mind of a soldier and control his actions without leaving any outside evidence: she could have the soldier at her orders behaving just like everything was normal... and at the right moment, he would have been "active" to hit his comrades in the back, leaving everyone stunned with surprise.

Hell, she controlled even me no problems... It's almost like... she wants to play nice, and see me...

Killer walked forwards, past the destroyed gates and the torn fence of steel on the ground, stepping into the small forest of the town's park... a town that had once been wonderful, just as Sangin had been such a beautiful city, but that now was abandoned and unkempt, vegetation claiming back everything from the small, fancy paths to the rest areas with their tables and benches, making it all look almost like the location of a B-ranked horror movie. We only miss you average, slutty schoolgirl in short-short-short miniskirt...

He put all of his senses on extra-attention, trying to concentrate to detect even the smallest sound or pick up even the less significant detail, well knowing that Vera was a force to fear and respect greatly... And he steps got even more silent than the usual as he stepped into the woods and began moving truly like a shadow between the thick trees and tall bushes. It was something, after all, that was in his genes... tigers are the best shadowers in the world, from the very night of times, and the forests are their natural kingdom. It was almost like a magic bond that tied them together... in a forest, the tiger is always the one watching your back from a distance, invisible.

He soon caught sight of one of Vera's slaves, the soldiers from all the world that she had defeated and conquered, the ones she had reputed worthy to be possessed and kept as her personal super-unit of warriors, commanding and even improving thanks to her tremendous powers... The "puppet" was crouching on top of a tall branch, keeping under control the area below, ready to ambush whoever came... But he was giving him the shoulders, and he gave no sign at all of even suspecting the presence of the huge warrior as the liger advanced without a sound.

He detected several more possessed soldiers on his path into the depths of the forest, but he carefully avoided any contact, sneaking his way past them and walking deeper into the forest, accepting that dangerous match of mixed chess and hide and seek that Vera challenged him at...

And after what was perhaps a minute but felt like an eternity, he spotted the beautiful, dangerous Doberman femme fatale herself, as she walked down one of the unkempt, abandoned path and towards him, looking around herself trying to find any sign of his presence... She probably sensed his aura or something, but even Vera wasn't able to truly locate him inside the woods... Which both surprised and made him grin slightly. I'm sure that, if we were out of this forest, she could tell where I am from miles of distance...

Vera was wearing her usual, not very covering combat dress of black leather, her muscular abdomen fully exposed, arms uncovered and very short pants reaching only inches down below her crotch, leaving her long, toned and perfect legs uncovered until the black, high-heeled boots that reached up half-way of her thighs. Her two massive, powerful submachine guns hang from her belt at her sides, and the sheathed, twin, curving blades were crossed on her back, handles sticking up over her shoulders, at the ready, just above the swirling red flames of her tattoos and on the two side of her long, black hair gathered up in the usual ponytail.

And he grinned a bit as he immediately slid at the cover of a big tree, sliding around the thick trunk silently as she walked past, letting her advance a few steps as he slowly turned around the tree to emerge behind her back, walking silently in her footsteps and looking with interest at the seductive way her firm, taunt buttocks and hips danced with her walk.

Vera continued to advance, without any suspect that he may be behind her... But she did stiffen up, and looked around herself with even more attention, sorta confirming him that she could still feel his aura at least a bit, and understand he was so very close...

"Never play hide and seek with a tiger in the woods... no matter how good you are, you are gonna lose." Killer said calmly, grinning slightly as Vera turned immediately back to face him, grinning herself even as she hid her surprise... but not masked her tension and concentration as she readied herself for the fight with the legend.

And immediately, rustling leafs announced the fast coming of the Puppets, and Killer's eyes coldly looked up to see the possessed soldiers rushing from branch to branch to reach attack positions on the tall trees all around he and Vera, snarling down at him with drool hanging from their fangs as several more ran out of the vegetation to create yet another circle around him, their strength and agility and probably even their senses incredibly sharpened as Vera's dark blue aura gleamed around all of them.

They must be... like... fifty, sixty... perhaps even more... He grinned. Interesting.

Vera clapped her hands a bit, grinning as she caught sight of his cold, battle-craving smirk... and she snapped her fingers, sending all of the puppets stepping back to a distance, giving them back... privacy, pretty much.

"It would be like an insult to your strength to make you fight against them... With your obvious superiority, it wouldn't even last long enough to be enjoyable." The Suicide-Maker stated with a wide grin, licking her lips in a teasing way that made Killer half-murr in entertainment. "Besides, I don't want my pets to be uselessly slaughtered."

"At this point, I'm supposing that you called me in." Killer said mildly, smiling slightly as he looked over the feared Suicide-Maker, ready to fight in any moment... But the Doberman female seemed to be not exactly focused on fighting for once. Which is even scarier, with the kind of powers she has... she may just want to make of me her favorite puppet soldier... or just send me rampaging against my own men and against Alexis...

"Indeed..." Vera nodded with a smirk, winking to him. "But I must admit it was a complex feat... You are learning to shield your mind, Wyvern. And this if a feat that adds greatly to your legend... Very few, very powerful entities manage to seal their being out of the reach of a psychic... Especially one of my level."

"Alexis's merit..." Killer answered softly, smiling a bit to himself at the simple mention of the blond femme fatale. "And by the way, I think there's been an error on your part... Alexis is not with me at the moment. You can find her leading the troops in Sangin... I know she'll just love to duel once more with you." He grinned, tilting his head a bit to the side as he sized up the formidable rival, drinking of her feral beauty with his eyes... She reminded him of Alexis, beautiful as she was, and in her eyes burned similar flames of battle and sex lust that made him feel hunger rise in his own being. Vera was fascinating, and her features carried an evil, magic beauty: just like Alexis, that amazing femme fatale could make any male stiff with a wink of her eye... And rape any partner to death or beat him down to an obedient pet if they wanted to.

"I sure would like it myself... But there's no error. It's you that I wanted to meet, Wyvern. I wanted to know better the one that puts so much fear into my leaders... the one legend that makes every female sigh dreamingly and every male lower his ears in submission in the whole world... And to be sincere, I wouldn't mind to duel with you once more. I feel that your burning aura is stronger than ever, and I also see that you are progressively breaking the Seal and awakening your abilities... which makes me wonder how powerful you can really get, with the legendary strength you already posses. And I have to admit.... I loved to cross swords with you last time." Vera grinned, taking a step forwards and licking her lips slowly, seductively as she eyed him over intensely, teasingly, her irises burning with such battle and sex lust that he felt himself being undressed by her gaze.

"And you don't even saw the best sword of my arsenal..." Killer teasingly suggested, grinning as he winked suggestively to her even as he tilted his head to the side to look innocently into the distance.

"I'd call it a spear at the very least, from what the legends of you tell..." Vera said easily back, giving him her own teasing grin and admittedly surprising him a little. "And it is my intention to verify one day if it's as magnificent as they say... even if my leaders would peel my skin from my bones for that."

"No problems." Killer grinned. "You can come and take a squeeze even now, if that's what you want." He teasingly suggested... and his grin grew wider on his muzzle as Vera, not really surprisingly, walked closer to him with a wide, cheerful smile. "Thought that a hungry dog would have said no to such meaty bone...?" She teased with a purr, size-shifting upwards until she could look at him eye to eye, her breasts growing even in proportion to her now much taller body, huge boobs straining her elastic, sizeshifting-fitting dress and growing to match Alexis's sumptuous cleavage, making him staring with an appreciative murr as she slid gracefully close to him, reaching both hands down for the massive bulge at the crotch of his pants.

He tilted his head slightly upwards, murring a bit from his grinning muzzle as her hands both clutched at his enormous shaft, her eyes widening and gleaming as her fingers didn't manage to wrap around his tremendous girth... And she grinned, purring a bit with a lick of her lips as she moved both hands down along his gigantic length as well, to feel how far such member would go as she loved they way he just murred in pleasure, hands resting on his hips, smirk cresting his muzzle, even as she squeezed with energy, putting her strength in her hold...

Gods... anyone else would be writhing on the ground and crying out like a child...

"Two feet... but this was expected..." Vera grinned as her hands moved along the sneaking, flaccid goliath cock crammed in his pants, and then she clutched both hands again on his member, finding with amazement that there was still room for more...

"Four feet..." She purred, then slid her hand down once again as more inches of his enormous length were left untouched. "...plus. Now, this is extremely impressive, you legend." Vera smiled teasingly, her muzzle very close to his, almost touching as she stared into his eyes with her own shining with interest. "It is far more than any other male could offer when hard... more than even Riaku. I'll truly have to give you a try sometime, Wyvern."

"When you are ready, Vera. When you are ready." Killer stated back with a grin.

"I'll make sure to be in my best shape, big boy." The femme fatale answered, then she stared at him for a moment, frowning slightly and seeming to study him as he stood silently and calmly in front of her, waiting for her moves, and more and more curious about the plans she might have... I truly don't see where she wants to go... Does she came here just to squeeze my cock or what...?

"Good question..." The female Doberman answered absent-mindedly to his inner, mental question, making him cross his arms with a bit of a glare, which she pointedly ignored, smiling cheerfully now in self-appreciation and satisfaction for the effectiveness of her amazing powers.

"You know that I'm supposed to kill you and Alexis both, I suppose... And I also figure that you know all too well that my commanders want me to exploit my powers to intrude your very effective Joint Warriors System to disrupt the capabilities of your army to communicate, share data, recognize each other, target the enemy and, generally, to force them to fight without any help from the excellent machines and systems that you ideated and rushed in service to save their lives." Vera calmly explained, turning and walking a few steps away from him as he kept his eyes fixed on the dangerous female.

"I know. And I reckon with the threat that you represent." Killer coldly stated, his eyes narrowing a bit as he half-valued the hypothesis to just attack and try to kill her here and now... But there's something strange... She knows much more than me on our strange powers... And she seems to want to... talk with me... about something, at least... And she also spoke of a Seal... I so wish I could know more about that...

"All answers at good time, Legend. But yeah... I'm not here to fight you. Not in first place, at least." Vera again answered to his unexpressed thoughts. Evidently, this close in distance, his embryonic mind-shielding capability was mostly powerless... No good news...

"In fact, what I want most of all, is to know you. To understand you. To learn why the most powerful warrior ever existed, the one that currently holds the weight of the destinies of this world on his shoulders, is so stubbornly generous and disinterested. Why, when he could be ruling the world and having everyone crawling to worship the ground he walks above, he even refuses the idea to just expand his empire, that much as it is enormous, it's still so very insignificant compared to the power of its ruler." Vera paused, having walked a few more steps away... and then she turned back to him, frowning questioningly, and half-glaring at him, like she was angry at him for something. "Why aren't you ruling the world yet...?"

"You overvalue me. It's not me the one you are drawing with your descriptions." Killer said calmly, his arms crossed on his chest as he looked at her with what he hoped was calm, kind indifference to her words.

"That's exactly what I meant. I can't understand you and your... ridiculous... hiding from who you are." Vera growled back, walking back to him resolutely. "This is only yet another proof... the good ones, even when strong, are just destined to defeat."

"Because I'd the good one...? I, like, killed millions of persons and in seven years made desert of towns and nations." He snorted, making a grimace and turning his head to the side to look away from her, staring to the ground with hate as he was forced to remind the events of his past. "How can I be the good one...?"

"It doesn't matters what you did. Even in your worst fury, you still had managed to keep a leash on yourself. In much less than seven years, you could have either destroyed everything or become the ruler of the world, so high is the power I sense in you... But you've never been evil. You have never been half as cruel as you believe you are." Vera paused, and then snorted a bit in dislike. "In fact, you are way too good to ever do something important in this life."

"You are here to play God with my life...?" Killer asked coldly. "Because I could always use my "power" to beat you down to a mush if that's the case."

"You could do it easily... if you weren't good as you are. You are never going to break the Seal in you, if you keep wanting to keep your powers trapped inside you." Vera answered easily, looking unfazed of his threat as she grinned a bit.

"What's the Seal, anyway...?" Killer asked bad-temperedly, after a short moment of silence.

"The legends say that a few individuals of this world have inherited the powers of the ancient gods. Me, you, Alexis, and I dunno who else... we are supposed to be related to the ancient gods, but don't ask me how this mythological shit works, because I never had an interest for it and never even tried to investigate at all." Vera made a gesture with her hand and rolled her eyes upwards a bit, evidently disgusted just as he was of any kind of religion.

"Same for me. I didn't even know of these legends." Killer answered with a nod. But I bet that my father could gather up a lot about those... I might need his help there.

"What matters..." Vera continued calmly. "...is that our powers are inside us from the birth. The legend says from even before, but I'll stick to the... solid facts." The Suicide Maker made a face at the new hint of religion, and then she carried on with a neutral voice. "Our powers can still develop during life, anyway. Change, get stronger, and acquire new abilities... But this, apart from the simplest use of our innate capabilities, is impossible until the Seal is broken. Our powers are somewhere inside us, isolated, like they are sealed into a box... And it takes efforts, shocks, or who know the hell knows what else, to break that box open and have our abilities surfacing. Alexis broke her seal when she first fought me... Her rage and fury, and the sheer wish to fight me, it all worked to bring her abilities to the surface so rapidly." Vera nodded, crossing her own arms as she grinned a bit. "She learned to use her powers faster than anyone else ever did... and she is developing her capabilities at a steady, impressive rhythm. It is impressive, definitely."

"Alexis is special." Killer smiled, nodding gently. "She also is the one that trained me so well, to help me breaking my own Seal."

"She's doing a kickass work, since you aren't collaborating at all." Vera flatly said back, glaring a bit at him. "You need to stop being so good and so worried for the others, to bring your powers out. You need to be evil, if you want to win this war. This is nothing like the conflicts you are used to..."

Killer shook his head firmly, making a grimace of disgust at the thought. "No. I cannot allow myself to get any more evil than how I already am. And if it means I'll have to fight without my powers, fine so. I reached this far without them... and I'll carry on without them until the very end."

"That's why the good ones are losers. Powerful as you are, you don't make a difference from the ones who came before you and fell." Vera muttered with contempt, glaring at him. But this time, Killer walked calmly towards her, making her eyes widen in surprise as she half-stepped backwards, hand shooting up for the handle of one of her curving blades.

The huge male ignored that, however, his gaze calm and curious... perhaps even gentle as he reached her and softly placed a hand on her shoulder, staring at her irises with attention as he posed his question. "You used to be good... But you have been betrayed, isn't that so...? You didn't kill my men back in the airport, and I know you could have made them run and jump willingly into a spear to impale themselves if you were in the mood... You have kept your Possessed soldiers away from me to save their lives... You know what; I believe you are much better than me."

Vera looked away from him with a snarl, then tried to break free of his hand, who gently but firmly restrained her, once again surprising her at the enormous strength he had... And she almost repressed a shiver at the awareness of his might. Even now that she had size-shifted, even now that she was at his height, he still was so infinitely stronger, physically speaking... and she was horrified of what he could likely do at her body with a bare flex of his hulking muscles.

"Now who's playing God with who...?" Vera snarled towards him, leaning a bit away from the huge male, who still felt so much bigger than her, even if in reality she was as tall as him and could get even taller if just she wanted to...

"Well, you can't ask me to just be the patient. I must have my turn as shrink, too." Killer playfully answered, grinning amusedly as his eyes almost hypnotized hers.

"Fuck you. I so want to be there when you'll finally fall and regret your blindness, you asshole." Vera growled back, snapping her arm backwards and finally breaking free as he let her go... But she half-trembled, paralyzed in her place as he snarled himself, her eyes instinctively going to stare at his own. I... I can't move... what the hell...

"What the fuck are you doing, Wyvern...?" She growled, shaking her head a bit, almost is she was awakening from hypnosis when he let his snarl die away.

"Infrasound." Killer absently answered, then he blinked at her blank expression and he rubbed a hand in his mane with a bit of a grin. "A secret weapon of tigers that comes from the very night of times. Our roars transmit infrasound that have an extremely low frequency, and can travel immense distances... but that are also a weapon at short range. The waves of the sound enter in resonance with organs and bones of our preys, and they create strong internal vibrations. Strong enough to create an effect of almost paralysis, malaise and general nastiness." Killer nodded calmly, and then grinned slightly to himself. "Infrasound powerful enough can cause such vibrations inside the materials or organs that you can kill or destroy a palace only with the strength of the sound itself..."

Vera blinked, and then made a bit of a face. "You bastard. Even your big-balled voice is a weapon, then..."

Killer snickered at her choice of terms about his voice, but shook his head with a laugh. "Gods, no. Not even my voice is big-balled enough to kill, if that's what you meant... but if I'm close enough to my targets, temporary paralysis is an effect relatively easy to cause. And anyway, all tigers theorycally have this capability. It's one of the reasons why so often you see preys staring stupidly at the eyes of unevolved tigers instead of running away."

"Never do it again on me, fucker." Vera snarled to him, still feeling strange, like she had been rattled by some terrible force and her internal organs still hadn't really ceased to shake. Worst of that, she actually liked the impressive, low and manly tone of his voice. Infrasound or not, he had made her hot and desiring just with his voice... Of course, yeah, perhaps the fact he's ripped with such muscles and he let me squeeze that much cock may have a role in this...

"I'm not letting you go away until you answer me, Vera. I'll fight you if I need to. But I want answers." Killer inexorably said, once more crossing his arms and waiting for her to speak. "Why you are so horrified of your kindness, of your honesty... of mine, even? Of that little light that still survives in my darkness..."

Vera snorted, tilting her head upwards. "Little light... that's a sun." She paused, and the silence was left untouched by him, who only firmly stared at her, waiting inexorably for an answer... and she finally huffed, looking sulky as she flailed her arms a bit. "Fine, fine... I'll tell ya." The Doberman female turned, giving him the shoulders as she crossed her arms and walked a couple of steps away from him, hesitant still as she swayed slightly on the spot.

"My family was brutally murdered when I was still a cub." She finally started, her voice cold with hate. "The guilty bastard was known to everyone... A sadistic rapist that so many times already had been denounced, arrested... But at the end, always released, because of the uselessness of the 'justice' of 'civilized' Ire. My father was killed when he tried to defend my mother, and my mother was... raped and tortured to death afterwards. I escaped my own end only because the asshole overlooked me, poor sleeping cub. I was in another room, and he fortunately didn't come searching..." The femme fatale took a pause, and Killer didn't even try to imagine the pain she had to feel, even if her voice seemed to just stay glacial out of hate.

"I grew up bouncing from orphanage to orphanage, and the bastards at the orphanage had any care in letting me know in detail what had happened, as soon as I was a little girl. I was the slave of the orphanage, pretty much... after all, I was the most vulnerable one, a poor survivor no one in the universe cared of in any way. As soon as I was nearing a mature age, they were extremely fast at kicking me out onto the street, making me one of the city's homeless. It was a rough life, where trust only led to others taking advantage... And I had to learn fast how to survive that life, while the murderer of my family was once again free like air itself. 'We don't have enough proofs against him, we must release him...'" She spat to the ground in front of herself, snarling in a rage that the years hadn't tamed in the slightest... and Killer felt tremendous sorrow and sadness for her. So much that he actually walked close to her once more and gently squeezed her shoulders with his hands. He would have held her in his arms, but he did not dare to invade the privacy of her feelings and emotions...

He did not need to, anyway, because Vera let her back slide backwards until she leaned fully against his rock-hard, muscular chest.

"I become a thief to survive... and my powers first awakened one day when I was surrounded by a gang of bikers that wanted to take revenge on me, since I had stolen a bike from them. The need of something more than the strength of my bare fists snapped open the Seal..." She grinned and nodded a bit now, looking darkly amused as she reminded the fight that had followed. "The result of the fight was different from what the guys had imagined... and from a moment to the other, I was the leader of a gang of almost fifty bikers. We had the town under control... and I fixed the big problems with my powers. Of course, the very first enterprise we took was to chase after the bastard rapist that killed my family... and I had finally the pleasure of the revenge. When I was done with him, he had been tortured in every possible way... and peeled of his skin and beaten down to a mush. I remind that the police had to use a DNA test to identify him." Vera grinned darkly, the revenge so sweet to remind... "Finally, I had at least had revenge... but being good had brought me only pain and agony. While I was struggling to survive, living like a slave in an orphanage-prison or between the scum and criminals of the streets of the metropolis of Ire, the bastards like the one that ruined my life forever lived their happy lives, far out of the reach of a justice built by good persons... but suited only for the comfort of the evil ones." The femme fatale nodded, her voice bitter and sharp... and it's not like I cannot agree with her, worst of all... "This world is not built for good people, Wyvern... There's no justice for the innocents. No safety. And this war will be the ultimate confirmation. Happy endings are for fairy tales, not for real life... And even you, powerful as you are, will have to bend to the powers of evil."

"I won't bet on me bending to anything or anyone, Vera." Killer firmly stated, squeezing her a bit at the shoulders. "And anyway, I can be defined in any way, but not as a good person."

"You don't get it... But you'll see. You'll see what kind of threats you'll be facing, Wyvern." Vera nodded, her voice almost affectionate this time. "You are the last hope I have in this life, Legend. I secretly wish you to win, to prove that if not the good, at least the right can have the upper hand at times... But you know it. All evil persons always find an agreement somehow... But what when you try to get the good ones fighting together...?" The Suicide Maker paused, and then snorted. "They will never, never believe you. Never find an agreement to fight and work together, even if it's their only way to survive. You'll never manage to have them seeing the challenges ahead and the need to face them united." She sighed, and broke free of his affectionate contact, closing her eyes for a moment as he tried to weight her words. Agreement... then it's true... NWOA and RA are collaborating... And what else is in sight...? If Vera talks this way, something big is moving...

"Much greater than you can even imagine, Legend." Vera answered calmly, making a bit of a face. "It is not even started, yet. This is just the beginning of it all..."

"Tell me more, Vera..." Killer asked firmly, looking at her with decision as he tried to get her to talk. "What happened to you after that...? Who commands you...? What the NWOA truly is...? What's your real connection with the RA...? And why, why Kesteven...? The one nation that never oppressed the other species, is the one you of the NWOA torment. We never understood why. Why...?"

The Suicide Maker smiled slightly, and Killer could swear he saw sorrow in her eyes... but she still shook her head nonetheless. "I can just add that a year or so later, I joined the NWOA. And I'm still a part of it... But I cannot say anymore. You'll have to find out by yourself..." Vera turned slightly, showing the back of her neck to him as she reached a hand up to move away the ponytail of her black hair, and he saw immediately the small digital ports of the Spirit computer system between the swirling flames tattooed on her back. "I cannot be this friendly to you, Wyvern... I shouldn't even take this time. They control me... they know my very thoughts, thanks to the Spirit. Luckily, I'm not as easy to manipulate as they like to believe... I'm much harder than what they believe. But I cannot hide my actions and thoughts and words for that long, or they'll find out." She let her hair fall back down in place, and then moved to a ready position as he looked at her with firm gentleness. "Now, we really have to fight, Wyvern... But I'll promise you a thing. If you manage to force me to withdraw from the fight, I'll keep my interferences with your digital systems to a minimum, no matter the orders I receive. And I'll let those soldiers back in the airport get back to normality."

"What if I kill you instead...?" Killer suggested coldly. "Then there would be no interferences."

Vera grinned and nodded herself, looking at him in dark amusement. "Obviously, that's a possibility. But I know you'll not kill me... because you don't want me death. Because you are too good."

"Looks like you almost want me to win, on the other hand." Killer countered as his hand clutched the handle of Wyvern... and Vera nodded.

"I do." She said simply. "But don't you believe I'm going to go easy on you. You must defeat me for real, when I fight at my best... Otherwise, it has no meaning."

Killer grinned and nodded, then drew Wyvern and readied the huge, crimson blade in front of himself as he beckoned for her to come forwards with his other hand. "Then come and show me your best."

He had enough time to see the femme fatale grin, and he backstepped with a snarl as he almost saw her disappearing with the speed she moved at, barely seeing the flash of reflected light from her curving blades being drawn out.

Immediately, he felt like fine, invisible but unbreakable puppet's strings were tied around his wrists and ankles, growling as he realized that she was trying to take control over him... and he stared in horror as his arms moved to a crucifix position, leaving his defense completely open, his chest exposed...

And Vera jumped out of apparently nowhere, coming down in a dive from a tall tree on his right side, swords ready to strike at him in a crossing slash.

He snarled and pulled with all of his strength against the invisible restraints, but he did not manage to break free... But he concentrated his mind, like Alexis had taught him to do for so long time, and his golden aura came into being, warm, dancing flames of light fading into view around his form as the swords came down only to smash into an invisible barrier of gold that sizzled at the contact with her blades.

Vera leapt away, back up high into the air, to vanish once more with her formidable speed, moving without a sound in the vegetation all around them. It is like fighting Alexis... I just wish I could slow them down a little bit...

He snapped once more his arms forwards, muscles bulging powerfully as he roared and his flames grew higher and more luminous in the darkness, black flames now emerging as well... and his brutal strength had reason of her strings as he half-stumbled forwards, turning on his heel to slash viciously Wyvern in a upwards arc as Vera dived at his back.

Her two blades connected with the huge, crimson sword of the giant male, and the femme fatale slid immediately one of her sword along the flat side of Wyvern, aiming to stab at his face.

Killer ducked under the horizontal, merciless arc she drawn with her weapon.

The huge liger punched upwards towards her his free hand, but the femme fatale was gone in a blink, out of range already as she leapt high into the air, flipped twice, and landed in a perfect handspring to stand on her feet at a distance, grinning as her dark blue aura gleamed as well.

Killer felt his eyesight fade as she tried to invade his mind, like she had already done once... and the liger snarled in fury, trying with all of his will and mental strength to seal her out of his thoughts. He concentrated over Alexis, over her teachings, and it was almost like a golden shield was rose in front of his mind, Vera staggering backwards with a wince where she was standing, only to gracefully threw herself into the air, twisting her feminine, beautiful form at the apex of her jump as he slashed a huge, muscular arm up and threw a small sphere of golden energy at her.

The sphere exploded against the trees, unfazed by the thick trunks as it carried on like a running train, neatly digging a long road into the forest as the vegetation was obliterated... But Vera had already vanished once more, and Killer turned with a growl to meet a stab of Vera's curved blades, aimed directly at his back.

Sparks flew out of the sharp edges of the weapons connecting together, and this time Vera's eyes flashed as she grinned, a terrible blast of psychic force hitting him squarely in the chest and easily shattering the front of his armor, digging bleeding gashes in his chest as he was knocked backwards with a snarl of agony.

He landed on his back, and immediately kicked his feet into the ground, pushing himself in a backwards roll on his shoulder to go up to a crouch at safe distance as a second blast of her force dig a smoking crater in the earth where he had been a second before.

He jumped high into the air as Vera leapt at him with a snarling grin, and he sensed yet another blast incoming as the air vibrated and burned at suddenly white-hot temperature. He slashed Wyvern against this, his golden energy shining down the blade as he snarled, and the impact was tremendous, sending the rumble of a thunder echoing in the forest all around them. He flipped into the air with a grace unsuspected for a giant of muscles like him, and landed with even more amazing lightness on a tall branch as invisible slivers of what had been her tremendous psychic force bit deep into the trunks and opened a few gashes along his powerful arms.

He took a breath, as his feet landed on the wood, but he hadn't even the time to stop there fully before Vera emerged from behind, slashing both blades horizontally, mercilessly aiming at his head.

He was gone when the slash arrived, cutting effortlessly in two the thick trunk of the tree... and Vera winced this time as his hand snapped up lighting fast and grabbed her wrists. There was no way to break free, he knew it all too well... and she glared down at him as he hurled her away effortlessly.

The new blast of her force was meet by a sphere of his own golden energy, anyway, and the two tremendous forces exploded together in a hell of fire and golden light as he leapt away to safety and she landed heavily on her back, moving to enter in a roll on her shoulder as his terrible strength made her skid backwards for many more feet still.

She finally managed to stand to a crouch, and her booted feet dug two long trenches in the earth as she finally managed to skid to a stop, muzzle crested in a snarling grin as she reached up both of her swords to make a cross of steel that trapped the stab of Wyvern in the middle, forcing it up enough to miss her head.

Killer immediately tried to hit her with his deadly, spiked knee, but Vera turned her torso right to the side to avoid the blow, and slashed one of her blades towards his side in the same fluid move. The huge male liger moved his wrist expertly, anyhow, and the enormous blade of Wyvern swung viciously downwards to close the way for her strike, the two blades sparkling as her sword slid along the flat of the enormous male's one.

The huge male side stepped a bit to avoid a new stab of Vera, who also leapt back up to her feet, and he snarled as he pushed Wyvern outwards to the side, forcing Vera's arm outwards as well, the femme fatale exposing her back for a moment.

It was enough for Killer to flash up a turning kick that sent her down with a howl of pain... but Vera quickly turned her fall into a handspring and landed at safe distance, spitting out a thick gout of blood and grinning as she cleaned a rivulet of her life fluids from her muzzle with the back of one hand.

"You big-balled bastard." She snorted teasingly, and he winced as her eyes flashed, ducking under a new terrible blast of her psychic force as the two charged each towards the other, grinning widely.

"You teasing bitch." He teasingly stated as their swords met into the air with a loud clash... and then she withdrew one of her swords from the duel and tried to punch him squarely in the face. He sidestepped, breaking the contact, and ducked under another vicious slash, going down into his shoulders and kicking up both feet towards her face with a snarl.

With the speed of a flash, she had leapt up high into the air, and she neatly landed on his soles, making his eyes widen in surprise as she slashed both blades down towards him, grinning darkly.

He twisted on the side, rolling on his hip and pulling away his feet from under her as one of her blades bit deep into the earth, the female twisting into the air gracefully above him, landing on her feet in front of the huge liger and knocking him sprawling backwards with another forceful blast of her force.

He used his momentum to roll back, and in mid roll used his hands to spring off the floor, easily landing on his feet, grinning as he stood back up and rolled his shoulders a bit, muscles bulging powerfully as she tried to make her nervous... But she just charged him again, and he met her lighting-fast barrage of slashes and stabs with the thick, heavy crimson blade of Wyvern, until she suddenly vanished from in front of him, in a flash of black and brown fur. He jumped up out of instinct, and as he looked down he grinned, seeing her missing with her clockwise sweep of her leg, that had been aimed towards his legs to knock him off his feet. He kicked backwards into the nape of her neck as he leapt above her, and Vera fell forwards with a grunt, but moved to her side and twisted in a cartwheel, standing back up to her feet and staring at him as he landed on his.

Killer grinned, hand clutching the handle of Wyvern as he turned quickly to charge at her... But she again faced him with amazing speed, and even before he could strike, he was forced to defend instead as she brought a leg up to kick his face in a graceful, deadly-perfect turning hook. He ducked under this, sprinting forwards as he tried to exploit the moment to grab her by the leg, but she kicked high up into the air and lashed forwards a punch towards his face.

His free hand snapped up, anyhow, and intercepted her fist, clutching on her fingers hard enough that her bones creaked as she snarled out in pain... and in the very same move, Killer jerked her closer, taking her in the deadly vice of his arms, her back leaning against his rippled, muscular chest as he blocked both of her arms.

She snarled, immediately trying to headbut him in the chin, but he tilted his head out of the way, and she slammed hard backwards into his chest instead, making him barely grunt as his powerful pecs easily absorbed her blow... and she tried to break free in any way, but his strength was simply too great for her to challenge, and he started to tighten his grip on her hands, bones creaking as she felt her hold on her twin blades going weak...

"You better surrender." Killer teasingly whispered in her ears, but she grinned as she pulled forwards with all of her huge strength, stomping her feet up the trunk of a nearby tree and running up vertically along it, until she flipped over his head and landed behind him, getting out of his hold and reaching up her own arm in time to wrap his neck into a headlock.

"YOU better surrender, Wyvern." She purred in his ear this time, as she pulled the both of them down to the ground, slamming him down like in a wresting move...

He snarled as he fell heavily onto his side, and then kicked quickly away, rolling on his hips to push himself back up to his feet, and staring as Vera grinned and started to once more grow in sizes and strength.

"Let's see who is the strongest one now, Legend..." The Suicide-Maker catcalled, grinning in dark amusement as she stood now well over 28 feet tall, her musculature grown much bulkier, huge and bulging with power as she sheathed her now tiny-looking swords and grabbed the biggest tree available with a hand, her fingers effortlessly crushing into the massive, thick wood as she uprooted the giant vegetable neatly off the ground as Killer stared.

He immediately had to leap to the side, landing in a quick roll that carried him to safety as she slammed the enormous tree down into the ground like a colossal warhammer, the thick trunk sinking several feet into the earth and branches exploding at the impact in wooden shrapnels.

Amazingly, her speed seemed mostly unfazed of her now gigantic sizes: her muscular strength and powers had increased exponentially, at the very least proportionately to the sheer increase of her size and musculature... And he had to quickly jump away once more, landing on his muscular abdomen as she swung the enormous tree out like a club.

Killer snarled as he landed on the ground and quickly scrambled to a crouch, the oversized weapon whizzing just above him and smashing with a rumble of thunder into the other trees around him, thick trunks of massive wood exploding all around him in a hail of slivers, leafs and branches as several huge, destroyed trunks collapsed down over him as Vera cackled.

Vera stared at the apocalypse of falling trunks, looking over the enormous pillars of wood as they smashed one over the other... and she rose a hand, aiming it to the pile of wood, dark blue flames sneaking down along her muscular, huge arm before a terrible arson of supernatural, blue flames erupted from the trees in what was to become the funerary pyre of the feared legend.

She stared at this with a grimace of mixed feelings... sorrow, for what was to her eyes the confirmation that the good was always, inexorably condemned. Disappointment, for the one that had represented her last hope in life to see a justice... And surprise, at the fact that she had won. Won against the feared, infamous Wyvern.

"Everything burns with you, Wyvern. Even my hopes..." She muttered with a glare to the arson she herself had caused. "I didn't want to win... I didn't believe it possible, either..."

She half-turned to walk away from the arson, but she stopped at the middle of her move, turning back in shock to stare at blades of blazing golden light coming from under the enormous, burning trunks... and her eyes widened in terror as a couple of the fallen trunks rose high into the air, Killer standing up from below, roaring his deepest, most terrible roar... And even at her current size, she could feel it again. The strange, obsessive and oppressive feeling of not controlling her body, her movements slowed down as she stared at him out of instinct, backstepping a bit, agape at the sight of his huge musculature bulging with outrageous might as he effortlessly lifted the two trees on flames.

Incredibly, he jumped up high into the air, even with such massive weight burdening on his broad shoulders, and he threw both trunks at her before landing on his feet at a safe distance from the flames.

Vera dodged the first tree easily, and the giantess snapped her hand back up in front of her to intercept the other, neatly punching it to shreds that rained down on the ground all around her... But her grin wasn't simply one of satisfaction... Her hopes were still alive. There was still a chance... But he has to take on me... If he manages to, then... then he might be really capable to stand up to everything they are going to unleash on this world... Please, Wyvern, show me your strength... bring that power out...

Killer advanced, walking coldly towards her as his icy sapphire eyes pierced with their glare down to her very soul, Wyvern balanced on one shoulder as he gained terrain with the inexorability of Death itself... But Vera wasn't one to fear anything, especially not at her current level of power and strength.

His eyes coldly followed her moves as she lifted one arm up, palm stretched open towards the sky as she seemed to gather as much energy as she could, snakes of warm dark blue flames dancing along her beautiful body to reach her hand...

"End game, Wyvern." She grinned finally, as she brought her hand down, aiming to him her palm, holding a huge-sized sphere of crackling dark blue energy that truly did not promise anything good at all, looking like a small planet tormented by electric storms... "This is the day you die."

Killer's eyes widened at the massive blast of force that hit him as the sphere was thrown away from her hand. Her puppet-soldiers, which had been spying on them from a safe distance, were all effortlessly sprawled backwards as the trees trembled and bent, wind howling around him... And he did the first countermeasure that came to his mind, trying to gather up his hate as he thought of the NWOA bastards that had killed so many innocent cubs in the bloody terrorist attack in Kesteven... as he thought to him himself and to his pointless, bloodthirsty violence back in his seven, dark days...

And on his palm appeared a sphere of such darkness that the night around seemed to shine. He winced as the terrible winds roaring around him changed, now being sucked violently towards the dark black ball, the trees being slowly ripped out of the earth by the sheer, mysterious force that made the sphere pulsate and crackle with lightnings...

And Vera winced as she was nearly sucked forwards as well, staring in terror at her enormous blast of energy as it was attracted irresistibly towards the darkness that Killer was holding...

And then she was nearly knocked backwards by a pulsing shockwave, her eyes closing as she shielded her face with a hand at the blazing light that shone like a new sun when the two energies made contact.

It seemed to last for an eternity, and even when the light died and her eyes opened, she could see almost nothing... But she gasped when her eyes focused enough to let her see Wyvern.

Her energy had gone, absorbed into his black, dark sphere, who had grown enormous above his palm, crackling with terrible lightnings... and her jaw fell open wide when Killer closed his fist experimentally, and the gigantic amount of dark energy seemed to wrap his arm, and then his whole body in black flames, his expression fading from his eyes, leaving two blazing, irises-less sapphires staring at her with a terrible, ferocious grin, that had no mercy at all, no feelings.

His back arched with a roar that made her shiver as she stared in shock at the way he suddenly started to grow huger and stronger in front of her eyes, radiating power and viciousness as he snarled and grinned, his musculature expanding, growing, keeping his amazing tone and hardness, even increasing it even as his muscles bulged greater, and he grew taller in front of her eyes.

His pants nearly entirely shredded as his legs grew bigger and much more muscular. The crotch of his jeans filled up even more as he grew bigger everywhere... And his broken armour shattered open, several plates of steel and ceramics breaking to fragments as the fast-release straps snapped and left his stunning body exposed...

And finally, it was over as the huge male snarled, his eyes cold and impersonal, emotionless blue lights that seemed to filtrate across true ice... and he towered now a whole two feet higher that before, making him taller that 18 and a half feet, a massive colossus of muscles that advanced inexorably towards her, making her feel powerless, even if she stood much higher than even him at this state... His eyes. The power he radiated. Everything in him spoke of power... and he wasn't the Wyvern she had fought until moments before... He was cold, focused. Merciless. And even his crimson blade looked now even scarier than it had before, now that he was so vicious.

The puppet-soldiers leapt at him immediately, sensing that something was wrong and automatically intervening to try and stop the giant liger, but the huge male was unfazed by their attempts. The first Possessed leapt at him from the left, and Killer neatly snapped his hand up, without even looking as he punched into the face of the unfortunate, unconscious soldier, whose head exploded in a shattered mess of bloody pulp, the body falling in a boneless heap onto the ground and the liger walking over the corpse as he kept advancing towards Vera.

Another puppet swung his sword viciously at the liger, who seized the blade in his other hand and easily snapped it in two useless parts before throwing the fencer away like a rag doll, smashing him into a tree nearly sixty feet away to the side... And when two more soldiers stepped into the path of Killer, the liger reached forwards Wyvern to absently stab across the chest of one as his free hand seized the skull of the other and crushed it to bloody mush with a sickening crack and splatter of gore and brain matter. Almost in the very same moment, a well built, bulky wolf-puppet leapt at Killer from the side, aiming to bite at the throat of the liger... But the giant moved his head faster than the wolf, and bit viciously into the neck of the unfortunate puppet, almost decapitating him as a loud, terrible crack accompanied the shattering of the spine.

Vera stared at this in horror for an instant... a time so little, and yet long enough to see Killer effortlessly killing six more puppets, seizing one in his hands by the arms and tearing it broken in two miserable halves like a sheet of paper.

The Suicide Maker immediately ordered to her soldiers to stay back from the fight, to stay well far away from the huge liger, who kept advancing smashing across everything stood on his path... but even so, it wasn't enough, since the liger effortlessly uprooted two huge trees while stepping between the two enormous trunks, and threw both out to the sides like they were nothing more than waste paper, grinning cruelly as the two huge trees flattened several more puppets that did not manage to twist out of the way in time.

Vera was stunned, and horrified of the strength he possessed, but she still valiantly charged at him, punching her massive fist down as she concentrated her energy to once more upsize, growing above thirty feet now as she tried to summon all of her might to strike at the liger...

But her eyes bulged in terror when he snapped his free hand up in front of himself and effortlessly stopped her punch, grinning viciously as his huge, yet so much smaller hand took an invincible hold on her fingers... And she snarled as she felt her huge, bulky and muscular body lifted up into the air like it weighted nothing, and he cruelly cackled as he slammed her down into the ground, the giantess crashing under her body several trees as she howled in agony and tried to claw her way away from him, but in vain as he lifted her again, slamming her down on the other side of his obscenely powerful body, and then again repeating the process, pounding her into the earth and the ruined forest with one hand only, his other arm resting on his hip as he grinned viciously.

When he decided he was done with that game, she had been beaten so terribly that her size-shifting had been nullified, her body back in her normal form, weak and battered and bleeding from several wounds as she snarled in helpless fury and agony... And the giant - and oh, now he was truly gigantic, to her as well... Double her height, and much thicker because of his incredible muscles - came over her, towering over her weak form with his own powerful mass, and he straddled her with a grin, pushing the enormous bulge of his tearing, stretched jeans against her face, letting his tremendous balls weight over her features like wrecking balls of titanium... And she trembled at the awareness that now he could have easily killed her just by raping her, impaling her on his gigantic cock.

He grinned, seeming to read in his mind as he reached a hand for his belt to undue his fly... and he rose the other hand to load a terrific, massive fist to strike down and obliterate her head entirely, seeming to hesitate only to decide which way was best to kill her...

And Vera closed her eyes in resignation, waiting for the blow to come, well knowing that she was powerless against him...

But the blow didn't land, and she opened her eyes to a grunt and then a curse, feeling the massive, rounded weights being lifted from her face.

She stared up to see the concerned look in Killer's eyes, back with their irises in place, and shining with a cold light... that at least carried emotions, feelings, that told her that the true Wyvern was back.

"You are ok, right...?" Killer asked anxiously, and Vera smiled weakly, nodding a bit as he stroked her cheek a bit, looking relieved... But then he looked around himself to see the destroyed corpses of the possessed he had shattered like toys, and he stared at this in horror, mouth slightly agape as he took in dead soldier after dead soldier...

"I... I did it... again." He mumbled in horror, lowering his head with a grimace of disgust as he went almost limp down over his knees... And he yelled in self anguish and hate, slamming a fist into the ground hard enough to dig a crater into the earth as his powerful arm sunk down to the elbow, Vera staring from where she rested on her back, chest heaving with anxious, stressed breath as she turned towards him with a bit of a wince.

"Damn, you beat so hard..." She muttered as she turned on her hip, and he gave her a tired, anxious glance before returning to fix the earth in front of himself in despair.

"I had promised..." The liger murmured sadly after a long moment of silence, his hands trembling as he stared at them. "I had promised I would... never again lose the control. Never again let myself become a feral murderer..." He fell silent again, but a moment later, Vera could swear she had heard him muttering: "... but I failed..."

Vera pulled herself back up to sit heavily on her knees, and she crawled a bit closer to the huge liger, smiling slightly as she looked at him with a whole new expression, seeing a whole different person... and although she would have never let it out, her hopes were stronger than ever inside herself. He's the only hope to see this world saved... the only possible saviour. But I couldn't hope for a better one than him...

"Wyvern... it's..." She hesitatingly started, stopping when he rose his eyes to hers with a mild light of surprise in his expression. "...it's not your fault. It's wasn't you..."

"No...?" Killer asked with bitter sarcasm. "And who was then, Santa...? Course' it was me."

"It was your... evil part, you moron." Vera countered firmly, crossing her arms with a glare at the much larger male.

"Oh, thanks!" Killer muttered, flailing his arms a bit and rolling his eyes upwards. "This changes everything, then... Yeah, it was my evil brother. Vera, he's part of me. You understand that...?" Killer paused, staring at her firmly, waiting for an answer that did not came as she slumped a bit in front of his reaction. "I had promised to myself that I would never, never again let him come out... But he's stronger than me, much as I hate it. And I failed... I let him take the control once again."

Silence fell again between the two, until Killer muttered: "You'll be glad, anyway. You saw...? I'm not good as you believed I was."

"You are even more. Otherwise, I would already be a corpse." Was her quiet, matter-of-fact answer, and Killer rolled his eyes upwards with a snort. "But I'll give you that you have terrible darkness inside of you, as well... Where the Lights blazes the most, the Darkness is at its darkest black. It's the law of balance, Wyvern..." Vera shifted a bit, tilting her head up to stare at the dying night, the light of the dawn starting to shine above the mountains around the valley. "But yes... I'm glad, in a way, that there's darkness inside you. The work you'll have to face is not a work for sweethearts... And your darkness it's part of what makes me hope that you'll save us all. "

"Said from one supposed to be my enemy..." He snorted, his muzzle cresting in a bit of a smile. "It looks like you hope to see your faction defeated."

"I do." Vera stated firmly, looking at him with a bit of a smile as he looked at her in confusion. "I don't expect you to understand, Wyvern... I still don't understand it myself. Just, please, try to be the one winning the war. I trust you a lot more than how I could ever trust my leaders... their plans are absolutely insane. It can lead to nothing else than destruction..."

Killer paused, staring at her silently for a few long moments as she looked away into the distance, flushing a bit under his glance... and he felt millions of questions, thousands of doubts that he wanted her to answer, to explain... And as he tried to understand the feared Suicide Maker a little more at least, his features softened in a bit of an affective smile. Somehow, Vera... even if we are on the two different fronts... I like you.

"Figures how much I like you myself, with all those hot muscles and that obscene monster cock and all the rest of you..." Vera grinned, nodding a bit as she once more read into his thoughts, making him flush and half-turn away in embarrassment.

I forget too easily that she reads minds...

"But hey, wait... If you like me, if you want me to win the war and stuff, why can't you just step on our side and tell me all what you know...?" Killer asked hopefully, even if his optimism for a positive answer was warm at the most... And indeed, Vera smiled a sorrowful little smile and shook her head slowly, but firmly.

"I'm afraid that I cannot do that... Surely not now, at least. Sorry, Wyvern... But I can't. Don't ask it to me... don't try and force me... Because I'll fight to death not to." She stated firmly, her voice decided and irremovable... And he made a bit of a face, but nodded nonetheless.

There was yet another long moment of mutual silence, then Vera stood and patted some dust away from her torn vest, walking towards the pieces of his black armour and bending to gather them all in her arms, huffing as she stood and walked back to him.

"You must be mad wearing this much weight..." She snorted as she dropped the thick plates of sculptured steel and ballistic ceramics, rolling her shoulders a bit as she winced... and Killer grinned slightly, amusement getting the best of him for a moment.

"It is great training to move and fight wearing that." He stated calmly, then made a face as he looked with sorrow over the destroyed combat vest that had accompanied him in so many battles... and it took a long minute before he had the courage to take the pieces in his hand, with special care of course for the neck of black fur... the fur that once was of Dark...

"I'll keep faith to my word, of course. I'll keep my interferences to a minimum over your precious Warfighting Network and all of your stuff... But you'll have to do the rest by yourself." Vera finally said as she prepared herself to leave... And Killer silently nodded, giving her a fleeing gaze, almost saluting her... before remembering awkwardly that they were, technically, enemy, his head filling of questions and doubts once more. This is the most awkward situation ever... This is - His thoughts were stopped briskly, anyway, as his eyes bulged in surprise when Vera bent over him and her muzzle connected with his in a hungry, passionate kiss.

This is... very good...

The Doberman femme fatale wrapped her arms around his thick, muscular neck her lips hungrily trying to wrap over his much larger ones as she eagerly pushed her tongue inside his mouth, wrestling his valiantly, battling, outmanoeuvring and duelling viciously as she murred hungrily in his mouth, taking him by surprise... And it took him a short moment to get him answering with his own larger, experienced tongue to fight her back, repeal her and dominate her as his hands grabbed her taunt buttocks and teasingly squeezed her closer, making her grin into the kiss as she groaned enticingly...

And after a long, long battle, she pulled back from the kiss, standing back to her full height and grinning as she licked their mixed drool from her lips.

"See you next time, Wyvern... And remind Alexis of how lucky a bitch she is." Vera said cheerfully, and Killer stood up, thinking to a proper answer... But amazingly, the Suicide Maker was gone with her stunning speed, all of her puppets vanished with her, leaving him alone, in the middle of the destroyed park, smiling slightly to himself as he shook his head slowly.

The MTRV 500 Infantry Fighting Vehicle (IFV) advanced slowly, at the pace of the numerous Predators and rebels that walked alongside, proceeding in tactical columns and staying as close as possible to the walls of the buildings around the street to be a target as fleeing and difficult as possible.

The armoured vehicle moved in such silence that the soldiers still found it creepy: when you are used to old-school tanks, with the metallic ruckus of the tracks and the roar of their huge engines, escorting on feet an electric-driven, rubber-tracks vehicle make you feel like the noisy one when you make a too heavy step.

The MTRV 500 was right that kind of vehicle, and gave right that kind of feeling. The turret on top of the tank moved silently and rapidly from side to side, the threatening, automatic 80 mm cannon ready to water the enemy with a deadly rain of 300 and more rounds for minute. It was a low-calibre, miniaturized rail gun that fired Armour Piercing or Airbursting High Explosive grenades from a double feeder system commanded by a computer, and the vehicle had also eight SPEAR multimission missiles at the ready, mounted in two quadruple groups on the sides of the turret.

For the close-range defence, besides, a Remote Weapon Station was fitted with a Field Fire Support Weapon capable to work as a heavy machine gun and a grenade launcher both.

Inside the vehicle, the two men of the crew seated under total armour protection, seeing the extern world from three large flatscreens mounted in front of them, showing what happened at the front and sides of the vehicle. Another flat screen was mounted below those, showing the world behind their vehicle, while two more LCD color touch-screens reported the data about the state of the vehicle: everything from the current speed to the remaining fuel and estimated range still to go to the information for the fighting and the aiming of the weapons up to the self-diagnosis of the wear and tear of the components.

Both the two men of the crew could drive the tank at will thanks to the double, twin cloche, which also carried a huge variety of buttons controlling a lot of functions... and the two wore helmets with head-mounted visor extremely similar to the air force pilot's ones.

The man seating on the right was currently leaving the driving to his comrade to concentrate fully on the mission, seeing the images coming from a Buzz drone flying ahead of the convoy and keeping his eye ready to pick up any signal of enemies in the area... and he also received data and images from two Busy Body ground drones that were moving along the sidewalks of the street, a good two hundred meters ahead of them, to search the area for enemies in ambush and for mines or Improvised Explosive Devices.

The screens in front of him reported the images from the cameras mounted on every corner of the vehicle, almost making him feel like he was inside a transparent box, since he was so clearly everything around him in a 360° range... and not only in the Visible spectre, but also in the thermal one, Infra Red and, when he wanted, even X ray to short range.

"Sniper, on the roof, third building to the left." The soldier calmly stated as the images from the Buzz automatically zoomed on the identified threat... and a red dot appeared on the screen of the surrounding world as well, marking the position of the enemy even if he was completely invisible from below.

"It's yours." The driver confirmed, and the soldier simply turned towards the red dot on the screen, the intelligent aiming sight mounted on the helmet's visor framing the position as his finger pushed a button on his cloche, selecting the Airburst ammunition for the cannon.

Outside, the Predators following the MTRV 500 saw the turret moving, automatically following the line of sight of the Gunner's helmet inside the vehicle... and a second later the cannon fired a single round.

The grenade exploded one meter above the sniper that was laying in ambush on his belly on the roof, triggered by a laser range-finder, and a rain of slivers of burning tungsten ploughed the tiles of the roof and the unfortunate RA soldier, killing him immediately.

The MTRV 500 then slowed down, the cannon turning once more, now towards the windows of a palace to the right, two hundred meters ahead, and it fired a full burst of rounds right across the walls and into the windows, a series of massive explosions shaking the whole building as everyone and everything that had been lurking inside, waiting for right chance to hit, was massacred with cold efficiency.

The Section Leader of the Predators immediately made a silent gesture, pointing to the building in question, and five soldiers sprinted forwards, using the tank as cover to get close.

One of the Predators threw an Eyeball across the glass of a window: it was like a small, spherical grenade, but it had no explosive: instead, it carried a suite of micro-cameras that immediately sent back to the visor of the soldiers perfect images of the interns of the ground-floor and of the soldiers at the ready inside... And the other men of the team moved in consequence, staying out of sight of the men at the windows to reach the main doors, two Predators standing at the sides of the double door and the other quickly slamming a Flashbang strip on the lock in the middle and stepping back.

The strip adhered immediately thanks to its powerful adhesive, and when it exploded, it shattered entirely the lock, while simultaneously generating the terrible, traditional 'bang' and 'flash', making most of the men into the house blind and deaf for the successive fifteen seconds... A time more than long enough for the Predators to raid inside and kill or capture everyone.

On the other side of the street, another team of Predators took care of another building, the first man going down to a kneel and fitting a Door Knock-Kill DKK grenade on the muzzle of his rifle, firing then it immediately across a crossroad to smash into the door of a tall building ahead: the grenade exploded at the contact, generating an intense pressure-shockwave that knocked the door off of its hinges... and a second, larger Fragmentation warhead was projected inside, where it exploded killing everyone had been in ambush inside.

The MTRV vehicle turned in the middle of the crossroad, moving slowly to cover the Predators as they ran across the streets to reach the knocked-down door... and then it advanced, the cannon aimed to the surrounding buildings, ready to suppress any source of enemy fire.

And then there was screaming of alarm as the soldiers saw the cloud of smoke of a man-portable anti-tank missile being fired from very close, perhaps neither 20 meters away... and the Predators closer to the tank immediately leapt away and on their bellies for cover as the missile whizzed towards the vehicle, the battle being fought by machines, with times absolutely impossible for the eyes to pick-up.

There was an explosion close to the tank, slivers tingling against the armour of the MTRV and on the asphalt as the vehicle continued to move and immediately fired a furious, avenging burst of HE rounds past the corner from where the rocket had come... The active Electro Magnetic armour system had automatically traced the threat incoming and fired a blast of electric energy so strong that the missile had been destroyed before it could impact with the tank.

Scenes similar could be seen along mostly every street of the town of Sangin, as the Predators advanced with slow, cold and methodical professionalism, exploiting their superior training and their excellent technologic equipment to clear every building, forcing the enemy troops to surrender or destroying them.

Every sector of Sangin had been by now cleaned, and it had been made in record time: the sun was rising, of course... But a night is a very short time for conquering such a fortified town. The new digital equipment and the whole new array of sensors issued to the Predators had really made a difference... and of course, the fact that Killer and Alexis had practically smashed down the outer wall and perimeter of defence and killed half of the town's garrison by themselves had been of great help, too.

Alexis walked up the street with a slight grin cresting her muzzle, the bloodstained blade of Blue Vixen aimed idly downwards, but ready at her side as she advanced with her rapid, graceful pace to join the three columns of Predators, rebels and vehicles that were converging to the crossroad from every direction, having by now completed the conquest of the town.

She had cleaned an entire district by herself, and she was now being meekly followed by several unarmed and beaten prisoners, who cared to keep their hands well high above their heads as they walked in her footsteps. Some of them had tried to flee when they had seen her walk ahead of them without looking over her prisoners... but the blond femme fatale saw everything, her powers giving her eyes much more effective than her beautiful, icy sapphire ones, and they had been briskly restrained and pulled back in the ranks by some irresistible, invisible force as she grinned from over her shoulder.

The blond femme fatale stepped into the crossroad between the cheers of the victorious soldiers, several one of them coming quickly forwards to take the prisoners under their custody, and she looked around herself with a slight smile, satisfied of seeing the tired but still professional Predators and rebels sat down to have some rest after the battle, many of them resting against the motionless MTRV 500 vehicles... And she smiled warmly as she saw Killer and Murray advance from another street, joining them at the crossroad, noticing with a mix of question and lust that he his powerful torso was bare of any armour and even of his shirt. Her eyes widened in surprise, anyway, as she saw the bloodstained chest of the huge male, crisscrossed by several gashes that were anyway already healing, she saw the several other wounds on his muscular form... And of course, she noticed that he was a good two feet taller, and much thicker and even stronger as to musculature than he used to be... And she grinned with a slow, entertained lick of her lips as she took sight of his tattered pants, which validly and desperately resisted, even if terribly strained to contain a bulge at his crotch that was simply massive, even compared to the enormous package he had always sported.

She quickly walked towards him, grinning as her eyes gleamed with a mix of curiosity and lust, and he grinned as he took in her expression... He had been expecting nothing less than that from when he had emerged back into the air base from the shattered, ravaged forest where he had duelled Vera and he had witnessed that the extra sizes and strength he had somehow gathered up from the immense amount of energy he had absorbed in the battle had not gone, but they were stable. He had admittedly been extremely tempted to take a few more minutes for himself, to take a look at just how big his penis had become, the thing he was most curious about... But he had dropped the idea, mostly because he felt guilty at being still safe in the rear line while the battle continued in town and secondarily because the Praetorians had immediately ran to him, worried like hell at seeing his wounds and starting in no time a complex, endless series of excuses and apologizing for their lacks as escort, apologizing about the fact that, exhaust as they were after he left, they had fell asleep and not followed him around...

It had took a quite long time to him to get them quieted and reassured that he wasn't angry or disappointed at all... and after that, when they had calmed down a bit, they had stared at him stupidly, finally noticing that he was even bigger than before.

That had required another good few minutes to be fixed, as he escaped their fascinating proposals of worshipping and cleaning up and attending to him in every possible way... And at the end, they had been pacified of just getting the ruins of his armour and measuring him out - they had giggled cheerfully all the time and teased him in any possible way, and the worst was that they were talented like hell at teasing... And he was wearing way too strained and tight pants that would have shredded at the first hint of hardness in his lower regions. He had had to be very firm at ordering them to drop any plan of measuring his penis as well, at least for now - to have it handed to one of the pilots of the cargo planes that continued their resupply flights from Kesteven, with the request of having as soon as possible new clothes and a new, enlarged version of his armour.

And finally, after all that, he and the Praetorians had joined Murray, who had just come to the airbase with a new convoy of troops and vehicles, to advance in town and clean up one of the western districts.

"You are, like, white-hot!" Alexis cheerfully grinned as she came closer to Killer, eyeing him over with was far more lust than simple appreciation, her eyes gleaming with interest as she leaned her hand on his chest and murred a bit at the sheer hardness and massiveness of his masculine pec, making him smirk a bit as he looked down at her from his new, formidable height, the Praetorians looking over the scene from a few steps of distance, with a bit of envy still showing even through their grins and cheerful façade. Alexis, anyway, did not mind in the slightest... After all, it's not like I don't understand them. I'd be envious like hell if he wasn't mine...

"Vera, huh...?" Alexis asked after staring at his eyes for a bit, looking thoughtful as she went past his own thoughts and memories of everything that had happened... And he nodded softly, smiling slightly as she caressed his cheek lovingly. "I must remember to thank the bitch, then... she gave you quite an amazing gift, even if involuntarily."

He snorted-laughter at that, squeezing her gently at the hips as he bent forwards to kiss her warmly... and she ground her wonderful body teasingly against his bare, muscular chest, making him release a throaty murr of pleasure as her hands rubbed at his abdominals with reverence, sliding teasingly down towards his bulging crotch...

And he broke the kiss, making a bit of a pleading face as he stared to her eyes. "No, darling, please. I'm already so damn uncomfortable as it is... If you touch me, for my pants it's over."

Alexis pulled her hand back, although with regret, and she grinned up at him with a wink as she purred teasingly: "I wouldn't mind you going around naked... and I'm sure the ladies there would agree with me, but..." She fell silent, turning into the distance of the street as she frowned, focusing her perceptions... And she turned to her cold, professional self as she muttered: "We've got visits. Weird stuff... I don't know what they are..."

Everyone, starting from Killer, turned down the street as well, looking from window to window, searching at any corner... The vehicles turned their sensors as well in the direction, scanning the road from side to side, some of the Predators pulling out their portable Wall-Piercing radars and X-Ray binoculars... But I don't see... anything...

The Praetorians closed their circle around Killer and Alexis, drawing out their scythe-swords immediately, reaching ready positions and looking nervously around...

And then there was suddenly a shrieking, high-pitched and blood-curling roar, followed by feral, cruel hisses, and the nervousness augmented as the Predators around cursed.

"We got no signals, Majesty... No radar, no thermal readings... I can't see anything!"

"Search better, goddamnit!" An officer shouted bad-temperedly, and Killer bit his lower bit slightly as he lashed gazes from side to side, searching for something... for anything...

"Third floor, on the wall to the right!" Alexis shouted with a snarl, rising Blue Vixen and firing a burst of automatic fire that ploughed noisily not only in whatever she had spotted, but noisily shattered into the wall behind as well...

And when Killer turned in that direction, his eyes widened in a mix of surprise and incredulity as screams and loud gunfire went up all around.

Black beasts that resembled to nothing he knew even remotely about were incredibly running along the walls of the buildings to the two sides of the road, like spiders...

Only that they seemed... Well, the closest thing he could about was some kind of black-scaled reptile. Better still, a sort of 20 feet tall tyrannosaurus with thick, black scales and four small eyes gleaming a murderous red; two eyes in tandem on each side of their reptilian eyes. They also had abnormally long talons at the paws, anyway, which sunk into the concrete of the walls like hot knives into the butter, and a long, slender tail that separated in two absurdly-long, whip-like twin tails ending with cruel, spiked harpoons of bone. Spikes of bone also covered their backs, down their spines and up over their head in a row, ending with a long, backwards-curved horn at the front, and their two arms, unlike the little and puny ones of tyrannosaurs, were muscular and powerful... And what was worse, was that they had no hands, but long, deadly scythes of steel that resembled so much the blades of a religious mantis.

"What the hell it's that...?" Killer snarled, sneaking a gaze to Alexis, who calmly stood in the middle of the street, firing short, mortally precise bursts of armour-piercing rounds from the submachine gun inside her sword. "RA's genetic experiments...?"

"I wish I could tell you..." Alexis growled coldly as she stopped firing and lowered Blue Vixen slowly. "Looks like we've got a more serious problem right now, anyway..."

Killer turned back to the four threatening beasts that were rapidly approaching... and he snarled, realizing that she was perfectly right. She hadn't missed a single shot, as always... But the monsters somehow continued charging, unfazed by the nasty-looking, dark-bleeding holes that pierced their muscular forms from side to side.

They continued to run even as the well-trained Predators kept firing at them with their weapons, .50 rounds tearing across their bodies with splatters of gore and black, viscous... blood, I dunno how I should call it otherwise... but the savage beasts only hissed and snarled, showing triple rows of cruel, curving fangs in their drooling mouths.

He immediately dropped the idea of drawing out his Desert Storm handgun, moving his hand up for Wyvern instead as he moved forwards to a ready position beside Alexis, staring as the nearest MTRV 500 IFV fired a whole barrage of airbursting grenades that exploded merely inches away from the monsters, watering them with a tremendous load of slivers that tore deep, horrible gashes across their bodies, but yet did not even slow them down.

A SPEAR missile was fired straight at them, even if the thermal sensors did not pick up any hint of signature to lock on... The monsters did nothing to dodge the straight-flying, mach 4 missile that smashed into the building and exploded, throwing them all away into the air as the wall was crumbled...

And still they were ploughed into by gunfire, uselessly... and Killer saw with a grimace a shot of a heavy sniper rifle hitting one of the monsters squarely in the shoulder, sending the creature crashing down heavily into the street as its arm was nearly entirely obliterated, the blade sinking halfway into the asphalt as the reptile hissed but immediately stood back up... And from his shattered shoulder shot out a disgusting muddle of fleshy, red tentacles that sprung forwards towards a terrified Predator, who backstepped away with a look of sheer panic on his face.

Crystal was close, anyway, and immediately leapt to the side to slash her scythe in a vicious downwards arc, cutting neatly all of the tentacles, the torn half of them falling to the ground, were they twitched like living, agonizing beings as the rest withdrew back into the beast's body...

And the slashed tentacles amazingly started moving like snakes, attacking the Drakkaren Praetorians even as she snarled and hissed, slashing her sword in vicious cut after vicious cut, chopping the tentacle-snakes in always smaller parts... That still continued to move and advance, anyway.

Nikita stared for a moment at this in horror and incredulity before she charged forwards with a furious howl of Amazon's fury, reaching forwards to help her comrade as a fragment of tentacle landed on Crystal's scales... And it made her scream in pain as it viciously cut a wound in her arm and started sucking away her blood like a leech.

The beast that had lost its arm was back standing, and it charged again forwards, hissing mercilessly and aiming straight at Crystal, but the other Praetorians threw themselves in its way, swinging their scythes out with graceful, mortal experience... But no matter how they hurt it, the monster seemed immortal.

A second black reptile landed from its jump close to the nearest MTRV, and it pierced its twin mantis-blades deep into the armour like it was made of paper, roaring horribly and hissing as the 20 feet tall beast stood and flipped the vehicle onto its side, its two harpoon-tails slashing out in the two opposite directions to pierce the chest of two soldiers, who fell away dead with a frightening gargle of their own blood... And Alexis snarled, chasing after the monster with a growl as she leapt up into the air, flipping on herself to avoid a first whip of the reptile's tail, then twisting rapidly on her side to whiz with the speed of a lighting and the grace of a dancer between the two furiously stabbing harpoons, before she slashed Blue Vixen in a vicious arc with a roar of rage.

The beast was neatly chopped in half, the torso falling from the legs as the blond tigress landed on her feet with a grin... But the legs, amazingly, leapt at her and tried to kick her face with a turning hook. She ducked after this, snarling in a mix of rising fury and surprise, and she snapped her free hand up to grab the monster's half by an ankle, slamming immediately the reptilian lower part into the asphalt, hard, twice, thrice... Until she looked to the side with a growl to see the upper half roaring at her as it crawled forwards, pulling himself by stabbing the blades of its arms into the asphalt.

A third monster leapt straight at a frightened Predator, who fired at it madly until the assault rifle clicked empty... But at that moment, the training kicked in, and the soldier coldly squeezed the trigger of the grenade launcher, firing straight into the chest of the beast and knocking it back as a hissing, burning and bleeding heap.

The Predator had no time to cheer, anyway, not even time to get to a safe distance, since the monster kicked back up to its feet and slashed both blades in a ferocious X in front of himself, slaughtering the tiger with no chances of salvation...

And the monster leapt with a snarl at another soldier, this time a rebel, who fell backwards on his ass as he fell victim of the panic, closing his eyes...

He reopened them at the frightening sound of suffocate, gagging, ferocious hisses, and he found the gigantic Killer standing in front of himself, holding the huge reptile high into the air by the neck, Wyvern stabbed into the chest of the creature to the very handle as the liger roared back in the face of the strange being. Choose who was the most frightening one between the two giants wasn't easy... but since the black monster was definitely bad and hostile and continued trying to kick Killer's crotch even after it had been pierced from side to side at heart level by the enormous crimson blade of Wyvern... well. The soldier had a pretty clear idea.

Killer twisted Wyvern cruelly into the chest of the beast, cutting and maiming and mashing its flesh and whatever he had inside his body with the thick, huge blade, but the monster did nothing more than hissing in agony and try to break free of his invincible hold.

The huge liger grew mostly sure that these monsters needed to air to survive: his vice-hold would have long crushed any sort of windpipe in the neck of the beast, and suffocated it to death... But he had no time to think to another way to kill the creature as loud, rumbling explosions drew his attention to the left, the tiger snarling as the fourth black atrocity charged at him despite the fire of an MTRV vehicle, the grenades having stretched out of shape the already ugly monster into something horrible, tortured by deep gashes, tremendous wounds and burns: in many places the reptile's scales and flesh had literally melted for the heat...

But still this did not stop the creature from leaping up to Killer from the side, the liger ducking the double slash of mantis-blades with a wince and reaching up with his free hand to lash out a punch that made the echoing rumble of an explosion no less as it hit and crashed whatever sort of ribcage the reptile had, Killer's fist sinking into the body of the monster and emerging on the other side of it, knocking the tyrannosaur flying backwards like a toy, shattering with his spiked back across a wall and into a building.

The liger winced in pain as the other beast swung its double tail at him and a harpoon dug a gash into his leg, above his ankle, blood splattering on the asphalt as he turned to the black entity with a snarl, slashing Wyvern in a powerful outwards arc, the monster's body sliding down the blade with a trail of gore and black blood until it slipped free and it crashed heavily into the ground, skidding backwards for perhaps twenty feet before it kicked back up to its feet and charged forwards again, Killer advancing with cold rage, ready for another go...

Alexis swung Blue Vixen out with a snarl, preventing the defensive move of the monster, who rose its mantis-scythes up to protect its head and neck, the sapphire blade of the ligeress sliding down at the last moment to tear another horrendous gash in its devastated chest as she stomped on its severed legs, mashing its flesh down to a bloody pulp and keeping them knocked down as she ducked against another attack and turned to her back to knock back the two tails of the monster with the flat of her huge sword: she had long cut them away, but they kept moving on their own, acting just like cobras... only that they did not bite. The deadly, spiked harpoons were their heads, and they tried continuously to stab her with such blades from the back.

She kicked her feet up without even looking as behind her the torso of the creature moved to attack once more, and she rolled her eyes upwards with a snarling grin as her booted feet smashed into the already devastated jaw of the monster, a waterfall of cruel, shattered fangs falling out of his mouth... Only to be replaced immediately by even sharper ones, even if its muzzle by now resembled a shattered water melon that had been hammered over, more than anything else.

Alexis turned to this with a grin, as the torso awkwardly fell backwards with a hateful hiss, slashing what remained of its mantis-scythes into the ground to rise up - she had neatly kicked both blades to shreds, and all what was left were two stumps mostly inoffensive - and her eyes grinned with cruel, gleaming flames as she immediately saw the occasion to strike at its head, the only one thing that the creature had protected with all of its energy and ability.

Its legs tried in any way to break free, to knock her down from where she stood upon its crotch, its two tails tried to stab at her from behind as she slashed Blue Vixen with a roar. "Would you please stay the fuck down!" She snarled as she twisted elegantly her own torso to the side, the two tails whizzing past her sides and actually sinking into the chest of the monster as the sapphire blade of the ligeress struck down, chopping the head of the terrible being away... cut the head off, and the rest... It MUST work...

And she grinned as the whole creature immediately vanished in a cloud of darkness, leaving her standing on her feet as she immediately turned to where the Praetorians were dealing with their own monstrous rival. "The head, aim for the head! Chop it off!" Alexis commanded in a clear, loud order as she charged towards the battle...

But the Praetorians were holding up their own already. Crystal grunted as she pulled to break out free her scythe from where it had bit down in a diagonal cut across the torso of the beast, Nikita dealing with the pieces of tentacle-leeches as Valery was fencing the two chopped off arms of the being, which kept moving in a frightening display... And Kate and Pamela attacked from the back of the monster, dealing with the tentacles-like stumps of the chopped tails, until Pamela finally managed to leap up with a roar, slashing her scythe-sword in a horizontal arc with all of her strength, chopping the head of the creature away.

The Praetorians and Alexis did not even take a breath, anyway, all charging towards the point where Killer was still fighting back the last two monsters...

But he finally knew what to do, and he leapt elegantly up above a vicious cut of mantis-blade to jump above even the head of the creature, kicking over it with a snarl as he flew past, knocking the reptile face-first down into the asphalt as he moved Wyvern with a skilled rotation of his wrist, the enormous sword making a full 360° circle in the air, biting several feet deep not only into the beast's neck, but into the ground as well as the demonic entity vanished... And when the liger landed on his feet, he turned to the side with cold, focused rage as the last one reptile charged forwards from where he had knocked it down for the hundredth time, rising his free hand and stretching his palm open.

The huge beam of crackling golden energy struck the creature, and the fact that it had rose both scythes in front of its muzzle had no importance whatsoever this time, since the flow of tremendous force melted its arms, blades and head to a black, dense and disgusting liquid... That anyway vanished in a cloud of black smoke as the creature was obliterated out of existence, the liger dropping his arm at his side and growling a bit in slowly soothing fury. "Enjoy your leave."

Killer turned to Alexis and the Praetorians as they reached him and the first thing he looked for were Alexis's eyes. She shook her head silently, and he nodded softly. Perfect... like I had not enough questions in my mind already... what the hell was that...?

"Fucking gods... Those looked... like... demons... But it can't be, right...?" Kate asked apprehensively, rubbing her hand a bit along a nasty looking cruise in her arm, result of a tentacle-leech... And Killer sneaked a gaze at her, silent.

I wish I could say it is just fantasy... But no one could develop such a being, no matter how evolved the genetic technology is... He made a bit of a face, hoping that no one noticed it... Even if, of course, Alexis had... Evils always found an agreement, huh, Vera...? You knew it... So this is it. Not just two crazy militarist organizations I still don't manage to understand and locate after so many years... But an alliance with Hell. And you are right again, Vera... I may even warn everyone of what's to come... But who will believe to me... who will ever join us in the fight...? Evils always find an agreement to kill victims... But victims never find an agreement to defend themselves together.