"It's simple, we go in; I and Mr. 5 will make him use his armor and guard, and afterwards you two will finish the job." Vladimir whispered into the mind of his three companies; the group of four sat on different floors of one of the most luxurious restaurants on earth.
It had 30 floors, and even though his face was on all of the posters, making some small changes could fool all the detectors in a restaurant.
His target had blonde hair and a face that looked more like a woman than a man; next to him sat his wife, with an outfit that hid nothing of her body, not even her core.
For a long time, their target was Ray. Vladimir wanted revenge for his squad too, but the people backing him up for now were too powerful, so they changed their target to Vice General Raol, one of the few people in the military that cared about normal people's lives.
"If he uses his weapon magic, millions will die in this area. He will surely only use his chain magic!"
Sniffing a powder handmade for his magic, Vladimir's resistance to all kinds of pain increased; his hell flame at times could be a double-edged sword.
"Hell's resemblance."
A small flame on top of his head roared as it moved through the floor, opening it. Impacting with it, people started to scream. In just seconds the whole floor turned into shambles as people screamed out of pain and their corpses fell on the ground.
At the center of the room, chains held back the flames, yet cracks became larger in them.
"Don't try to contact your men; this place is already under our control." Vladimir laughed like a madman. "And when they reach you, nothing will be left of you."
Another wave of hell flames rose from his body and roared in the room toward the chains.
Air twisted around the chains, giving them more fuel. The ceiling collapsed as another man with a dark cloak came down.
"Airlock."
All the air was channeled to the small defense that Raol had put on, with Vladimir releasing more and more hell flames and all of them being channeled to his cage; his chains were being pushed back.
Raol's hands were shaking, her wife had turned unconscious from the pain, and if he used his main attacking magics, nothing would remain of all the people in the area.
"You know what is good against chains? Some acid." Two women joined the floor from a hole on the ground; one of them summoned two bears out of a green fluid.
Acid bears were immune to hell flames as they charged toward the cage; even though his chains were magical, in the physical world they were made out of metal. With each strike, his chains started to melt.
"Fuck, fuck, what should I do?" Raol's situation became worse with each passing moment, and one of them hadn't attacked yet. "If I go for close-range combat, they will kill Violet."
Vladimir stepped forward. "Just give up already; we won't kill your wife if you surrender."
Raol knew they were lying, but still his mind shook; if he could save her and the others, he was ready to sacrifice himself on the spot.
"She can become a good whore." The other woman finally moved, and as Raol heard the voice, his heart sank. On the list of top five most dangerous terrorists, she was number four, the dark lady.
"I should tell someone that she has joined the Judges!" His chains were starting to break; his time was less than a minute. As his last action, Raol left a message deep in his system for when his mother searched his body.
"Your attempts are futile." The dark lady signed to the others to stop their magic; with long steps, she walked toward the small cage. Her hands took the chains and broke them like they were pieces of wood.
Chains attacked her from all sides, but all of them couldn't pass her soul armor. "I remember you from that day on that ship. You ruined my fun, but now it's time for my revenge."
"Should I use my magic?" Raol's mind was on the brink of letting go of all of his beliefs; however, he kept on staring at the dark figure.
"That day you killed my companion; it's fair for me to kill your wife, isn't it?" Her red eyes shone with killing intent.
"The orders say we will take his wife as hostage." Vladimir yelled; he was the group leader. However, his level was the lowest among them, so none of them really listened to him.
"In a battleground things can get out of hand easily." A dagger appeared in her hand as she sat next to the unconscious body. "You don't agree, Mr. 5?"
"Yeah, but I think she is better used as a whore."
The cold iron cut the cheek of Raol; his body had frozen, and every cell in his body wanted to kill them.
"What do you say, Vice General? What should we do to her?"
"Weapon of mass—"
"You did great, Raol."
The blade cut Raol's throat; however, no blood came out, and his figure twisted in the air and became one with the thin air.
"An illusion?"
On the other side of the room, two people held the bodies of Raol and his wife.
"Ray the blood angel, and who might you be?" Vladimir's blood boiled as he saw his sworn blood enemy.
"That woman is a Cardinal; I want her. The rest are yours."
The dark lady laughed. "You want me for?"
Katarina didn't respond; after taking many things into consideration, she had agreed to join the military too as Ray's assistant. Unlike normal weapons, Stardust needed the brains of Cardinals to level up, and what better way to get them?
Ray hid their bodies in a strong defense set by his armor and went next to Katarina; all of them looked at them with killing intent.
"Which one is their leader?"
Katarina shrugged. "That boy probably, and don't kill that other woman. Let's see if they are ready for their own threats."
"Meh."
The dark lady stood up from the ground with two daggers in her hands. "You are level 5, and the great Vice General is level 4. I'm level 7. What makes you think you have a chance?"
"Two minutes," Katarina said with no expression.
"What?"
"Two minutes is all it takes for me to kill you."