It did not take long for the crew to arrive at the mountain at which the CFR quarters were located. With A certain guarantee that things would pan out the way they wanted, they had come to the conclusion that multiple plans would be devised. That way, if one plan did fail, then they could use the other plan as a backup and thus be able to resume that which they were on to. It Was as simple as that, in theory,perhaps, but in reality, it was not all that easy.
With the crew in the lead, Bayo watched on as he flapped his wings. He was just a Tirian Bird now, he was not nearly as fast as those of them who used law energy to propel themselves, Ronke being the exception as she used her natural born ability to move. But then again, this instance provided for Byao to have a better view of the topography of the land. He could see the rocky landscapes here and there, he lifted himself off u
Control Arrays have always been very important to the organization of the Contre for Forest Reserve. As it is of common knowledge, the Centre was created with the sole intent of protecting the people against the raging dragons. The dumb dragns most especailly, who would see to no end that their siewhat deficit descendants are out to the death. It has branches which are spread all through thick and thin, some of them operating in the shadows which might not be in agreement with the various international trade and spatial laws. That is, they did not have the right to set up a base in other realms and areas which were not in their direct control. Although this was debatable, while the Drakonian Confederacy did not have direct leadership roles over these realism,they often had important strings which allowed them to stay in such places, with full rights as one who was legally permitted.
The agents at CFR are not just recruited often because eof their capabilities to draw out fire and their natural affinity with the dumb dragons. It goes far beyond that if one were to consider carefully the selection process of the Agents.Naturally one. Would expect that the CFR agents would all be about combat powers and all of that. However it tows a different line.At the CFR, we are concerned about the beings we deal with. Being that the primary focus of the CFR is the containment of the Dumb Dragons; of which are our progenitors, it us imperative that we must understand them also.Not every dumb dragon requires suppressive force to be dealt with. Not every dumb dragon is that nwccesaay to employ lethal force. In fact, some of them may just be lost and seeking a way back to their roost and caves.So, therefore, unless the agents in charge of that situation has been carefully selected, only disaster would occur in such a situation.While
“I suppose YOU HAVE COLLECTED YOUR THOUGHTS, HUH, RIGHT?” The Grakon's voice boomed out. Instantly, Ronke reeled over, clasping her hands over her ears now in the aftermath. “Gosh! Grakons. Always Damn noisy!” She cursed. “Can't blame them. It is what makes them Grakons!” The metal Drakon lady laughed, her shoulders shuddering as she used her right hand to cup her mouth. Seeing that, Ronke relaxed her shoulders, allowing a crack of a smile onto her lips. This was not going to be hard after all, she reasoned. For right before her face, one of the would be important persons of this CFRQuarters was laughing. It was a rare feat, only something which one could see if and only if there had been a level of lfamiliarisation between the two parties. Although if she dared to think large, there was a familiarisation between them. They were both from the CFR and even though she was not in her own branch, the very fact t
The CFR selection process had always been the one of qualitative instance. Just as it had been implied earlier, you could not just get to be an agent just like that or simply because you were well versed in the techniques of combat or even on the basis of recommendation.To get to be an agent, you had to either prove your worth in the selection process or be ready to accept your rejection. There are no two ways. And about those who had been given the red letter on their rejection, a couple of them had not accepted it so easily.These ones would go to the high rup authority, seeking a redress, claiming that the basis for the election was all faulted- oh the pride in their words. They would state just how versed they were in combat- combat which is not the only criteria on which they had been chosen.In one of the times, a certain individual had gone as far as to appeal to the Drakon Lord Meados, thinking that if he reached the Drakon Lord, we wo
Ilesa is a promising land with a promising landscape. It is rocky, undoubtedly but then again, it has just the potentials which could be sought for and used for the provision of a super secret facility.WHile it does not belong to anyone else, that is, does not fall under the powers of the Major or mini world powers, it does have some promising factors that we would look into.Governed by a tribe of rock men, it has the most noticeable feature of this place to be the Canyons. No one may know what exactly lay at the bottom of these canyons, save for the ones which are filled with water. And even if one would make a wild guess for what lay at the bottom, the valley to be simply rocks, then such a person was to be mistaken. The rock men themselves do not have their habitation at the bottom of the canyons. They have their dwelling places among the
There was just a little issue with that now. Now was not the time to be discussing something like that. Or even be thinking about it. He had to make hay while the sun shone and he was going to get on that.Bayo sucked in air or attempted to do that while he was still in the little form of a bird. His wings flapped tirelessly even now as he kept his eyes on the goal. Sooner or later, he reasoned to himself, he would get to the place where he was going.However, there was just a little wave of hesitation flushing through his mind. His little chest thumped now as he thought about the constraints of the mission that he was on.How in the names of the seven heavens would he be able to fly a boat? He had never had a single experience on that. Yet, he was expected to be the getaway pilot who would pilot a flying boat over to get Ronke, Shin and Hana.He sighed to himself, the responsibilities that the others put on him was just so much
"And you…" Hana said, stopping now to look over her shoulders. "...are growing." She blinked now, light exploding in her face. But the time she regained herself, there was Shin winking at her. "Yea, right!" She chuckled. "Yeah," Shin echoed oyut after her. He looked forward now as he let his body do the moving, his hand holding out the waist of Hana as they stepepd from one light shield to another. His eyes were fixed with a little fronw on his face even as he stared forward, wondering what lay ahead. to steal a boat, it was said. They ahd to get up here and then make sure that they could get a boat away from the CFR. He did not know the urgency of things at hand. In fct, they ahd not been told but then, the late commander had said to them that they shoudl go with the lady, ronke. And it seemed so right to them. Even if they did not want to go without them, there was nowhere else to go to. The late comma
It was sudden, it was immediate and it did not give her the time to make any reactions in time. A wave of regret flashed through the mind of the Platoon Sergeant of the 3121st Hadjan Platoon even as she was suddenly yanked off the air. Her initial thoughts had been a fun one, which was to yank Bayo from the air and then see what his reaction would be. Only for things to turn out the way they were right about now. It was disappointing and she was not having it lightly at herself. She had let her guard down, forgetting thats he was still in a territory to which they were not familiar with. They could not have been welcomed, not after Ronke had informed them that they would most definitely have a surveillance system. So, she pretty much had an idea what had yanked them from the air but the very fact that she had not been expecting it- she had been caught off guard- was what was getting to her. Her mind blazed with limitless possibilities of what could happen