“We have received reports that Vice-Captain Skyfrost has begun to trail Ragna Griffin,” said Graswald. Aura stretched her arms and cracked her neck. Why did this take so long? They…
Crap. How could she have overseen this flaw? Most criminals selected their house as their first destination
Over the woman's palm, a mass of ice began to manifest and take the form of a javelin. Without a second of hesitation, she threw the weapon. Before Ragna could…
When Ragna woke up, the first thing her eyes saw was a white wall. What happened? She pressed her hand against her forehead. It felt like someone had stomped their boot into her skull. Not just her head, her whole body felt like a jackhammer had galvanized it. Her memory was foggy.
This wasn’t a movie. Here, the underdog died. She had no chance of winning. If she fought, the enemy would strike them down. To survive they had to run. If she had her gravity manipulator with her, they might survive but without it, there was no chance.
Stags marched on the streets. Mechanical marvels that towered over the audience. Their silver bodies gleamed in the sun, fragmented the light into its fundamental colors and in the same instance, reflected them. Their elegant steps created rainbows on the buildings they passed.
“Let’s go”, said Ragna to herself and started to move. In front of her raged an inferno across the highway. Wrecked cars and destroyed tanks decorated the asphalt, serving as food for the wildfire. It embraced the highway and painted the night sky in embers. A red carpet that pointed to the skyscraper-saturated skyline of Veil, welcomed her and announced to the city whose grand moment this would be Washing away the sweat pearls from her forehead, Ragna complimented the scorching heat. Her skin felt dry. But that wouldn’t stop her. It was time for the hero to arrive at the scene.