[Dark Elite_H2]

Since the fic was on the other page, I shall post it up fer you lazy lil' beings.

Fiends, Beasts, and Mortar—-The siege of Sekto’s lair.


A cold draft began to blow through the small crack of the elevator doors. That meant they were returning outside again. A rumble shook the shaft and the elevator. Stranger grunted uncomfortably.
“The Grubbs must be attackin’ now,” he said.
Rocky explosions faintly grew louder as they went up. The elevator box slowly came to a shuddered halt. The door snapped open to the wide outside. Floating buoyancies were aligned in a rectangular pool of frosty water. High above were two lines horizontally to each other, made as placement lines for a line of Wolvarks. Fiery bubbling boulders flung far away in the distance of the dam. They struck the hard steel-cement plating of the canvas. The sniper towers high above, however, didn’t exactly keep the Snipers safe. Dribbles of melted rock sizzled through the tin roof plating of the tower, and dripping on the Sniper’s covered heads. The Wolvarks above didn't know they had arrived just yet. They were low enough to dodge their sight. But they'd had to do something quick, before they did notice.
Stranger looked at the water, then to Umi.
"We're gonna have ter jump, kid," Stranger said low.
Umi looked at the water, then back to Stranger with a serious face.
"You know what happened last time," Umi warned.
"Ride on me. Yer gonna have ter keep yer upper half of yer body above the water," Stranger suggested. Umi thought about this. She slid off last time because his armor became icy and slick from the water frozen. She grumbled.
"Get in the water, carefully. Don't splash on yer armor too much," Umi said. Stranger stepped to the edge. He placed a hoof in to the water, then the second. He slipped his hinds slowly in to the water, then supported his weight by flapping his arms uderwater. He placed his back to the edge where Umi's feet waited. She grabbed on his shoulders, slipping her feet down over his back. She pressed down on his shoulders to keep her hips away from the water. Stranger placed his hind legs on the wall, then pressed off. He occasionally swam behind the buoys, just to keep out of the Wolvark's sight. He reached the end, letting Umi stand on his shoulders to hop off. Her shoes were wet, and his armor was still slick. She nearly jumped off, when her shoes slipped behind his shoulders. She managed to get on the ledge, but she slammed her face in to the cement. Her grunts alerted the Wolvarks for a short moment. Stranger grunted, and submerged in to the water. Umi layed completely still, looking as if she was dead. A Wolvark walked to the edge of its perch, staring down at the water. It waved unnaturally, as if the Wolvark cared. It looked at the end of the pool, seeing a creature laying still and limp, its legs in the water.
"Hmm?" it mumbled.
"What is it?" one asked next to it.
The witness pointed to the creature laying beached. Both gave a grumble of curiosity, as its officer studied it longer.
"Heh...Looks dead ter me," it said.
"Yeah..but...what is it?"
"Beats me. Looks like a horribly mutated Grubb ter me..."
"We'd better git back ter guard. Or boss'll over-kiel us,"
Stranger gave up his breath, and ressurfaced. Umi lifted her head up off the cold floor. She noticed large spots of blood that pooled the ground. She wiped her nose, a streak of solid red blood covered her forearm.
"Damn..." Umi griped. She dipped her arm in to the cool water, and washed the blood off. Stranger swam to the base, and crawled up. Blood from Umi's nose dripped out continuously in to the water, making bloody smokey rings dissolve.
"You alright?" Stranger shook the water off his fur dog-like. Umi looked up to him with a sneer.
"Do I look alright? I jist did a faceplant in to the ground, and I'm bleeding from my nose, and it still hurts," Umi said, wiping another streak on her forearm, and cleaning it off.
"Oh you'll be fine," Stranger said. He snapped back up to the overhead Wolvarks, hearing them mumble suspiciously.
"We've gotta move," Stranger whispered, grabbing Umi's arm, and leading her behind him.
The end Wolvark caught the fleeing Steef holding the bleeding human behind it.
"GUYS!" it roared. "STEEF SPOTTED! TAKE IT DOWN!"
Guns clicked loudly. Ammo chambers filled with bullets. The first shot was taken in to the Steef's back.
Stranger glared behind him to the Wolvarks over his shoulder. Umi immediately jumped on Stranger's back, and he beginning to sprint at full speed away from the attackers. The bullet stuck out of his right shoulder, right to Umi's arm. Through the bullet, blood seeped slowly out of the hole.
"This is gonna hurt a lil', Stranger," Umi picked at the bullet.
"What the hell you doin'?" Stranger said, becoming uncomfortable.
Umi wrapped her fingers around the long bullet, then whipped it out of his shoulderblade. He roared ruefully, a tear nearly shedding out of his eye.
"Damn it, Umi..." he growled. She flicked the bloody bullet out.
He skidded to a stop right when he turned the corner. A deep gap placement began to rise slowly with Wolvark guards growling challengingly. Bombs were thrown up, guns were quickly reloaded. Helmets were placed over heads, and goggles grew bright to life.
"Better hold on tight, Umi," Stranger warned, unlocking his bow.
Umi didn't care to hear of Stranger. She whipped out the bandana Stranger gave back to her from his legs, and stuffed a corner in the wound. The hole wouldn't stop bleeding, but better to be clogged before real damage occured. Stranger growled uncomfortably.
"It's ok. It'll help," Umi calmly said, tying two ends around his under arm.
"Would yer do it a little more gently, please?" he asked. He reached down in his ammo sack on his belt, holding in his cupped hand, Rabid Fuzzles and Riot Slugs.
Right when the Wolvarks saw that the Steef was loading on something on its crossbow, defensive stances took place.
Stranger held out his arm first, staring side to side at each Wolvark. The time wasn't right. He wanted to wait until the Wolvarks began to feel a bit insecure, when nothing would happen. Umi watched ouver his arm at the leveled platform. The Wolvark's legs started to lift back up from crouched. Confused grins grew wider. Now they were beginning to feel insecure.
"The hell-"
A Riot Slug was shot off first. Shrapnel of sharp shell from the purple-cased bug shot out, ricocheting off the metal, and sticking in the Wolvark's skin. Next were the Fuzzles, while the Wolvarks were unnoticing. Their teeth sunk deeply in to their skinning flesh. The Wolvarks were totally unbalanced with the bits of sharp shell and biting fur balls taking their attention away from the Steef.
"Now's our chance," Umi said up to his ear.
He made an affirmative grunt, taking off quickly to a sprint through the officers. He pushed aside the scrambling Wolvarks, leaving them to their death with the Fuzzles.
Even though the molten rock and tin melted above their heads from the catapults the annoying Grubb natives shot off, that didn't keep the Snipers down. They kept a constant motion with the ground below for anything suspicious. The straightaway was clear of unsuspecting activity, but they got a message from their boss that a Steef sighting was around their area.
Red targeting lights spotted around the grey gravel.
'Damn this job's borin',' both thought nonchalantly.
They brought back up their rifles, placing upon their eyes their infrared goggles.
"Yo. Jerk-off. Take a look over 'ere," its partner beside it in the other tower shouted over the whistle of the whizzing catapulted boulders smashing in the canvas continually.
It mumbled a cursing insult to itself, then zoomed in on its rife scope to where its officer pointed. There, he saw through the round reticule was a limp arm of pale yellow flesh covered in red blood.
"Hmm...Seems we've got company. Get yer rifle heated," it commanded.
Right when it said that, the Steef rushed from the corner over the dead Wolvark.
"Whoa! Holy shit!" it blinked.
"Damn! It's too fast! I can't get a shot!"
The Steef, passed under the sniper towers. Right at that moment, they saw the human on its back.
"Whoo-ee! We's gonna be rich bastards!" its partner cheered.
But neither of them couldn't get the Steef. Its speed was way too extreme for their coordination skill. And as they thought they got it in target, their shot always missed inches away from its legs.
"Stranger!" Umi shouted. "Snipers!"
"Din't think I knew that, Umi?" Stranger frowned up to the Snipers.
Red-hot lasers pinged off the cement.
"We'll have ter get rid o' them," Stranger yelled.
"Exactly," Umi grinned, turning her body around to the sniper towers with her automatic pointed up to the Snipers. Bullets spewed up, and hailed the Wolvarks. They flinched greatly as each bullet struck through their stained blue uniforms. One flipped behind over the secure tin wall, down by the dam wall. The last one fell to its knees, bleeding to death, as its blood dripped like water down on the slate ground.
"Got'cha," Umi grinned successfully, and slung the rifle behind her again, turning back to Stranger. He almost immediately stopped when she turned back around.
They had stopped at the edge of a square-shaped pool, blocking their way across. But that's not what also blocked their way.
Two circular Shock Tanks rumbled across the gravel to the pool's end. Their electrical shield coarsed around the body of the tank as if it were a silvery-purple aura. The two bionic eyes whirred on to the target of the Steef and human. Chuckly rumbles from the tanks hollowed out to them.
"Damn...not again," Stranger growled.
The tank came to life quickly. The electrical pulses grew stronger around the tank. Then, an explosion of bright purple electric bolts shot out across the pool. It brushed the Steef's cheek hotly, it cringing back and holding its seered skin. Another touched the fleshy arm of the human, scraping a burned cut across its forearm.
"We got's it," the Wolvark operating cackled.
Stranger lowered his arm down to his eyes. His paw was covered in his own blood, staining a bit of his brown leather wrapped around his arm.
"Umi...Umi, you ok?" Stranger reached back, and grabbed her arm.
He felt a warm, wet sensation dampen his dry hand. He blinked at it, then slowly retracted his arm back. He opened it, deliberately seeing red blood also cover his paw. His throat choked.
"Umi?"
He turned his head over to her. Her head was laying on his shoulder blade. Her arm that he touch was hanging down near his foreleg. Her eyes was slightly ajar, but her mouth was closed. Her bloody nose was crusted around her upper lip.
Stranger couldn't believe the inevitable. He gently lifted her body up by her arm, and setted her on the ground. He put an ear to her chest.
A faint pulse beated slowly. The real shock must've gotten her, and knocked her senseless. Almost nearly killed her as well.
Stranger's feelings were overwhelmed by pure anger. His bloody hands rolled in to a tight fist up off her chest. His lips parted from clenched sharp teeth, nearly stabbing his gums. His back hunched down, prickles of fur sticking up on his neck. This would be more than revenge. This would be obliteration.
The Shock Tanks watched the furious Steef stand back up, and turn to them. They chuckled at its rage. Then they stopped. Their throats choked in fear quickly. They saw its eyes. Its eyes were a bright green with a shade of faint red. The Wolvarks leaned up to their screen panel.
"Oh...shit,"
"That ain't good..."
Stranger's bow unlocked. He held up to the Wolvarks two Boom-bat Seekers. They now knew that he wouldn't show any mercy. He placed the Boom-bats on both barrels, and raised it back up. The tanks began to back away, as if real Wolvarks would. His teeth continued to bare. He bellowed a loud roar directly to the Shock Tanks.
"That's definitely not good..." both Wolvarks said in unison.
Right when Stranger brought his head back down, both Boom-bats were shot at one tank first.
The tank's weak metal hull began to cave in. Its shock shield died right on impact. Its engine behind smoked a thin trail of smoke. Inside, small fires spurted on the Wolvark's control panels. Its screen began to die of vision since the bionic eye was seriously damaged.
Then, three flashing red words pulsated in its eyes;
AUTOMATIC SELF-DESTRUCT:
It watched the seconds go by; 5...4...3...2...
It definitely knew five seconds wasn't enough to save itself. Wires popped commonly around the flat panels. The Wolvark sat distilled by its failure, even though it was so close.
...1...
The Wolvark's attention was caught by its comrade's destroyed tank, that had deliberately ecploded right next to it.
"Charlie?" it whimpered.
It knew nothing could escape a self-destructed tank within a quarter of a minute. It slowly looked back to its coarsing red eye. The Steef had already prepared its mutual death; the same way as for its partner.
But it couldn't risk giving up so quickly.
It powered up its elecctrical charge. Its aura grew brighter.
Stranger saw the tank trying to attack again. Purple bolts exploded out of the tank's poles. Stranger stood completely still. The bolts headed right to him. But as if you'd think they'd strike him, the bolts stopped nearly inches to his nuzzle. Stranger chuckled heinously. The bolts dissappeared in thin air.
"What!?"
The Wolvark slammed its fists on the panels.
Stranger lifted his arm again, then immediately shot the two 'bats.
As the explosive little critters fluttered with its drones, the Wolvark counted the ticking time.
'7...6...uh...um...w-what's after six again?'
The Boom-bats exploded on the tank's eye. The eye imploded in to the tank's hull, and exploding right on impact. Stranger growled a heavy sigh. His deed was done, but it still didn't feel good. Umi was still unconscious. And if she stayed like that with a weak pulse, she'd eventually die.
He quickly trotted over to her, and knelt down. He pressed an ear again to her chest.
He couldn't hear a thing.
He pulled back, and poked his pinky through his ear, unclogging his ear. He went back down to her chest.
Still couldn't hear a thing.
"Umi?" he lifted her head.
Her face was a shade of white.
"C'mon, kid. You've pulled through more serious situations,"
Tears filled his eyes. No responsive actions came from her.
"I don't want to lose you..."
He pulled her up in his embraced arms. Tears rolled down his furry jaw. His arms curled tighter around.
"I won't..."
As if his tears were a mystic power, a loud, rasping breath inhaled in to Umi. Her eyes popped open widely, inhaling deeply. She coughed loudly over Stranger's arm. She blinked for a moment at Stranger.
"Did we win?" she asked.
Stranger pulled Umi out in front of him, hoping what he heard was a hoax. But there she was, eyes open, and she breathing. His lips curled in to a half frown and half smile, wrapping her back in his arms.
Umi blinked at his tenderness. She looked to his crying eyes.
"Was it something I did?"
"Yeah..." he said gently. "You coming back ter me,"

"I can't remember how it all happened..." Umi spoke.
"All I remember was the bolt that cut my skin open...then...darkness"
"Maybe unconsciousness caused yer to, lose memory," Stranger suggested.
"Yeah. I've heard that unconsciousness causes memory loss,"
Stranger nodded in agreement.
"Well...as long as yer alive, I dun' care if you lost memory. As ong as yer 'ere with me," Stranger smoothed her hair down her back.
"Oh...you big...pussy cat," Umi pushed away his nose.
The catapults had stopped momentarily for an odd reason. But while Stranger and Umi delayed, the catapults had been launched again.
Stranger heard the whistle of the hot boulder sizzling high overhead.
"We'd better get to Sekto, quick. The Grubbs'll move in ter destroy the dam,"
Stranger stood back up.
They crossed the second, near-frozen pool of water. Two guard towers much lower than the other two sniper towers stood side by side beside the door in to the dam. Two lock switches blinked right behind Wolvark officers.
Stranger grinned.
A ladder dangled up to the tower, right to the Wolvark unnoticing. He gently clopped a hoof on the cold metal. He kept his hind legs far behind, just in case he needed to make a quick escape. He also tried to keep his helmet unnoticeable either.
He dropped it to Umi carefully.
Then showed his head over the edge to the Grunt.
It scratched its head irritatingly from the dry cold air, even though its hat was supposed to protect its head. Snowflakes melted among its nasty jowls hot to the touch. It hated the cold, even winter. It was too blustery, plus its boss ordered him for an outside guard duty, which annoyed the piss out of him. It wiped globs of snow off its worn uniform. It was about to go ballistic if the hole in the green roof didn’t stop dropping snow.
It mumbled offensive curses to itself, snorting at its boss’s image in its mind.
Then it hit it. Literally.
Two large hands grabbed the bottom of its legs, and tripped it on the deck. It slid away to the edge. It clawed its ragged fingernails in the smooth cement.
Stranger slid the Wolvark down to him, and whipped it on the ground. It mumbled incoherently, then fell in a deep coma. He climbed the rest of the way up, and snapped the icicled lever. He steadily jumped back down by Umi, now noticing that the last tower had noticed the Steef, and was on the attack.
Stranger moved quickly to the tower, then hiding under the tower itself.
The Wolvark above, however, growled. It crawled down the icy ladder.
Stranger trotted by the ladder, pressing his back on the wall. He waited to see the torn leather boots of the officer.
Umi ran by one of the supporting beams that held up the tower, and waited for Stranger to take the Wolvark down. She heard a loud yell, then painful punches and crying howls. She ran up to the ladder, and started climbing.
The metal was so cold; it felt as if her skin was to be ripped off. Her shoes became slick quickly from her dry rubber soles. She reached the base, and scrambled up before she slipped. The lever stood out right in front of her. She pulled it down.
The two wide doors opened. Stranger dropped the unconscious Wolvark by its partner near the water.
Umi jumped down right in front of him.
“Wow,” she said to him. “These guys ‘r gettin’ easier,”
As they entered, the doors shut behind them, and made a loud clank.
"Damn it, fellers! What the hell you doin' out thar?! That Steef's managed to pass our defenses by the number! And I don' think boss is quite happy wit' us!" the loudspeaker rang loudly, its voice grumpily.
So! I suggest you get yer finger out-a yer asses, and get to killin' that Steef! PRONTO! Or I'll take every single living ass remaning, and skin yeh alive! Then, I'll kill yeh!"
An internal echo died slowly around the grey-slate dead walls. Two large curved structural pillars grew from bottom up, hiding two growling Wolvark guards.
"Yeh...he kiss my ass..."
"Huh! And we ain't doin' our job?"
Stranger placed a finger in front of his lips to Umi, then slid along the pillar until the Grunt's ugly yellow skin appeared.
His bow snapped open, he having a vigilant grin on, as he plotted with Spark Stunks and Super Stingbees. He retracted his arm around the pillar slowly, without making a scratching noise. He breathed deep, then shot down the Stunk.
Umi felt the burning of her eyes water her eyes. The Stunk was more powerful than the last time. She covered her nose before the burning in her lungs acted up more.
Two loud screams travelled to the spot where the Stunk sucked up the sweet air. A loud thump of two hollow heads bonked together, the shock waves rumbling irritatingly in their heads.
Prickling sharp pains were sent next. Super Stingbees buzzed in clusters, their three sharp stingers baring out front of the bugs. Holes exploded in to the thin flesh of the Wolvarks. Blood stains splattered the cold smooth ground in to an abstract painting of smears and spots.
The Wolvarks mumbled in their own primordial stew.
Stranger and Umi crossed the blood-slicken floor, up to the next door that was mysteriously open.
Familiar war yells pattered behind the walls. Stranger became precarious, trotting up to the nylon-webbed window. Rebel Grubbs have already invaded the dam, with such speed, too.
The Grubbs glanced at Steef, him walking up to the caged window.
"Yeah! Steef! You made it!"
All of them cried. Their snowsuits were blood-stained and furry hooded. Eyes blinked with courage and indulgiance. They were ready for anything. Even if it meant of them taking their own lives.
"Steef! Steef! The catapults are moving up to the dam! We're gonna take down as many Wolvark guards as we can, so they don't rattle you up!" a Grubb shouted.
"You do that. An' thanks," Stranger nodded gratefully.
The Grubbs smiled at Stranger, then a group ran up to a pillar-blocked dungeon door. The Grubbs reached in to their heavy suits, holding to what looked like gun powder-filled rock tubes. The Grubbs also held torches of crackling hot fire above the tubes. A small cloth whick filtered out of the tube, burried under the explosive grey powder. As they got closer, each of them lit the ends of their whicks, hissing and sparking a yellow-orange fire. As the whick swiftly reached inside the tube, the Grubbs gave a mighty yell, their eyes glaring deviously at the dungeon door.
Right when all of them hit the doorstop of the dungeon, the fire reacted to the mix of chemicals and explosive powder. The powder exploded in a powerful blow, knocking the Grubbs mindlessly in to a deep coma, even death. Smoke mushroomed in a purple-teal smoke and sparks, showering over the flung Grubbs, and setting afire to the wood.
The doors, however, were caved in, the wood imploded in to the dungeon corridor. A cool blast of air fernaced among the limp bodies of the Rebels. Their mission was completed, but limitlessly among the Steef's mission.
Stranger sighed pitifully to the Grubb's mindless sacrifice. It was, intently, a neat idea to sacrifice themselves, just to take down an evil guy, but taking their lives away wasn't on his mind at all. He really, truely now, was becoming attached to the Grubbs, almost as much as he was to Umi.
"Eww....'kay...That was...awkward..." Umi blinked.
"Sekto's upstairs. We'd better move, 'fore them Grubbs move on in,"
And true to his word, rumbles and shudders of crumbling cement imploded in to the dam. It sizzled of a hot heat, molten rock dribbling off in a gooey form.
Stranger and Umi slammed their backs against the cold metal of a chipped metal box crate.
Bullets tore through the air hotly, pinging in to the rusted hull.
Wolvarks up on a shattered window in an inside building reloaded their rifles, as they jeered to the helpless Steef. They continued to waste their ammunition to scare out them.
But they prevailed.
Their tact was too familiar to Umi and Stranger, they didn't even faze.
Stingbees returned fire on the Wolvarks, shattering the sticking out, broken bits of the window by them.
The officers moved on opposite sides of the wall. The Stingbees whizzed by their faces, and poking in the hard cement.
"We could use a bomber 'ere!" one shouted.
Two Wolvark officers, wielding their long police shields, moved up to the windowsill, popping up their sparked sticky bombs.
The bombs showered under purple-blue dotty lights, beeping a slow-paced timer, pacing quickly. The bombs flew overhead the boxing crate, popping right in front of Umi.
She squawked a squeal, flattening herself against the crate.
Stranger kept a sturdy arm in front of Umi's chest, keeping her stuck against it.
"Don't move," he said lowly.
Umi actually held her breath, as the bomb's ticker became quicker and high-pitched.
Stranger kicked in his reaction time, scooped up the bomb, and tossed it in to a frisbee motion. He unlocked his bow, and as if slow-motion corrupted them, three clusters of Super Stingbees fluttered to the spinning bomb.
The bees stuck to the bomb, creating small piercings in to the heart of the explosive. Stingers touched the wires to the detonater.
The bomb exploded in mid-air. The Wolvarks saw the entire motion.
They grumbled in disgust to the Steef's intelligence. Some gave exhausted sighs, slapping their faces and dragging down to their lips.
"Well'p," one slapped its helmet down over its eyes.
"We'll just have ter rush the damn beast,"
Lines of Wolvarks ran down the ramp from the building.
"Move it! I want ter see that filthy beast covered in bullets! And the human, in my grasp!"
Stranger snorted a quiet laugh, shaking his head from over the crate.
Umi blinked at him disbelieving.
"Why are you laughing? There's an army's-worth of 'varks heading right for us!"
"They're so stupid," Stranger still laughed, brushing the back of his head under his helmet.
"We both know that, but they ain't called Wolvarks fer nothin',"
He placed down at each side of the crate Rabid Fuzzles.
The Wolvark's heavy stomps got closer.
And Stranger still laughed, slowly calming down.
The Wolvarks started to turn to the hiding Steef. Then the Fuzzles growled a heinous note in unison.
They stopped dead in their tracks right when their minds took in the defensive growls. And right when they processed the noise was something that was really angry, the Fuzzles pounced the Wolvarks.
Bloodcurdling screams of intense pain tripped down to Stranger's hoof. He side-stepped the calloused Wolvarks, stopping right at the edge of the box crate. He brought his arm around, zooming in on the two Wolvark officials in the windowsill.
"Hmm..." it grumbled.
Out from the side of the crate stuck out a large muscular tan arm with a T-shaped object pointed right to it, and one jeweled green eye peeking from the side as well.
It gave a skeptical growl, moving its neck by to its leader.
"Uh...sir? Take a look at 'dis. Is it me...'r is that the Steef?"
The leader took the binoculars from the Grunt. And as it placed the eyepieces of the goggles over its eyes, a sharp pain through its neck sent the Wolvark back and away from the leader, sliding to a stop.
A red feathered object stuck out from its throat, gargling on its own blood until its breath exhaled.
The leader let out a callous grumble.
"Must've been yer eyesight. I 'dun see nothin' like a Stee- Ted?"
The leader spun around to its dead comrade. The feathered dart-like creature stuck out like a sore thumb in its tender flesh.
"Ted?" it said more frantic.
Right when it took one step to the corpse, a flash of bright white and red sharply cut through its skull. It side-flipped on to the laminated cement floor, its eyes popped out hugely. The Wolvark's bloody hole trickled a wide stream of blood down to the other freshly killed Grunt.
Stranger trotted by the unanimated bodies, up the ramp to the next level.
But the same grouchy voices floated on the landing.
Stranger growled annoyed, cringing back down. They moved further back under the ramp, an entire area covered with stacks of multi-diverse crates covering their essence.
"'Ey, shorty. Yeh hear that?"
"I think's the Steef's down 'ere!"
These guys had improved hearing, but probably not evolved minds.
Clops of heavy metal-tipped boots stomped high above them, down the ramp. It fell deafeningly silent when all the Wolvark variety stopped at the end of the ramp.
Stranger quietly let out a rash sigh, then looked to Umi. They couldn't hide down where they crouched forever.
She couldn't agree more to what his eyes told. She whipped around her rifle, muffling the click off of safety.
Stranger's bow was already unlocked, loaded on with one Bola Blast and rounds of Super Stingbees. He nodded to Umi, then slowly emerged out of the branches of crates.
An explosion of white sticky ensnare shrouded over the Wolvark guards. Only a little amount of the grunts were wrapped, while the others took the shock quickly. Then the firefight began.