2025-03-20 18:47:48The Battle Escalates
The sky darkened, thick clouds rolling in like an omen. From above, the air rippled as ships descended in eerie silence. Their hulls reflected the ruined cityscape, bending light like a mirage, making them appear almost invisible. Not the usual loud, flashing entrances of military dropships—no, these were hunters. They didn’t announce their arrival. They didn’t need to. I wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand, the metallic taste grounding me. My muscles burned, my ribs ached, but the real problem wasn’t pain. It was numbers. Too many. More than before. They moved with precision, forming a tight, deliberate circle around me, closing off every possible escape route. No wasted motion. No hesitation. They had done this before. One way in. No way out. A familiar figure stepped forward—the bounty hunter I had fought earlier. His mask was cracked from our last encounter, revealing part of his face. A jagged scar ran down his cheek, an old wound, but the expression beneath it wasn’t anger. It was certainty. He wasn’t here for a fight. He was here for an execution. “Surrender now,” he said, his voice calm, measured. “And we’ll make this painless.” I exhaled slowly, glancing at the shifting shadows behind him. The others were waiting for the order to strike. Their fingers hovered over triggers, their grips tightened around energy blades. They weren’t here to capture me. They were here to end me. I rolled my shoulders, shaking off the stiffness in my limbs, and smirked. “You wouldn’t be here if you actually believed that.” The air thickened. A sniper perched on a collapsed skyscraper above let out a low scoff. “Boss, he’s stalling. We should take him out now.” The leader tilted his head, studying me like a predator sizing up wounded prey. Then, after a long pause, he nodded slightly. “Not yet.” He was testing me. Measuring me. I flexed my fingers, feeling the static hum beneath my skin. They wanted a show? Fine. I’d give them one. The Shift Something inside me shifted—unlocked. The air changed. It was subtle at first, like the city itself had taken a breath. Then, suddenly, it was everywhere. The atmosphere thickened, warping around me. It felt alive, pulsing with an energy I had never tapped into before. I didn’t fully understand it. But it understood me. The leader gave the order. “Kill him.” I moved. And the world blurred. One second, I was standing in the center of the circle. The next, I was behind them. They didn’t see me move. I barely saw me move. But my body reacted before thought, instinct carrying me through. I struck first. The bounty hunter closest to me didn’t even have time to react before my fist slammed into his ribs. The impact cracked armor, sent him sprawling. Another turned, his weapon raised, but I was already there, twisting his wrist, wrenching the blade from his grip before slamming my knee into his chest. The squad adjusted quickly. No panic. No wasted movement. They expected me to be fast. They just didn’t expect me to be this fast. Shots fired. I didn’t think. I just moved. The bullets passed through where I had been a fraction of a second before. But I wasn’t there anymore. I was already behind the sniper on the rooftop, my body flickering through space like reality itself couldn’t keep up. One. Two. Three down. The leader spun, his energy blade slicing toward my neck. Time stretched. I could see the exact angle of the strike, the way his muscles tensed before committing to the attack. I knew where it would land before it did. I saw everything. I ducked, the blade missing by a breath, and caught his wrist in one fluid motion. His eyes widened, just slightly, the first crack in his composure. He knew. I wasn’t supposed to be this fast. I wasn’t supposed to be this. The others shifted, adjusting. Tactical. Adaptable. They weren’t just bounty hunters—they were specialists, trained for this. And I was running out of time. The Cost I stepped forward to finish the fight— And my body staggered. Pain lanced through my skull, sharp and sudden. Something was wrong. My breath hitched, the static in my veins turning sharp, erratic. The energy inside me pulsed—too much, too fast, spiraling beyond my grip. My vision blurred. Not from exhaustion. Not from injury. From something else. I tried to move. My body didn’t listen. The leader saw it. His smirk returned. “There it is,” he murmured. The flaw. The weakness. I gritted my teeth, forcing myself upright, but the damage was done. They’d seen it. And now, they were going to use it.
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