Chapter 149 - Then Dawn Came (2/2)

Spreckels was one of the pawns that came with Knight. She knows well how strong they are, but they should all have weaknesses. Fire came out from her palm and she sprayed it at Stick and the sickle orbiting him.

The fire burned the rope away, but Stick did not rely on the rope. They are just there for better visual reference. What connects him to the sickles was the thick mana string coming out from his hands.

Stick turned around and guided the sickle's flight towards Spreckles wrist, cutting her hands off.

”No!” Astor grabbed his bayonet and rushed to Stick. But a hand grabbed his shoulders and threw him back to the door, and his body plummeted down the stairs. Astor saw the goblin that threw him away. She was tall and muscular, but her smile was soft and gentle. Her blond hair swayed in the wind and the sunlight made her hair glow into a pure orange color. Then he fell into the darkness, and his body splashed against the hard stone surface.

Spreckels stared in disbelief. Another goblin as strong as Stick arrived. A woman with an imposing body stood before them. Her aura was just like the one she escaped from days ago.

Stick dropped his sickle, ”Dawn, what are you doing here?”

”Came to help.”

”And how in Tinia did you even get here?” She raised a brow, ”Pagasa wasn't it?”

”Yup,”

”But why?”

”It's a long story.” Suddenly, a horn was sounded at the ship. A horde of goblins started to swarm the north river wall, wearing a glowing collar. ”It looks like they need your help.”

”And what about you?”

”I'll go ahead and meet up with Shuja. I spotted her on the other side on my way here, and it looked like she needed help.”

”And I hope you're wrong.” Stick jumped down the tower and threw his sickle on the boat's mast. He swung to the wall and landed on top of a group that parted from the swarm. He killed the goblin he landed on, causing the collar to explode, which started a chain reaction. The other goblins exploded, and the explosion knocked Stick out of the wall.

Elena saw him and ran to him, catching his hands before he could fall. She pulled him up, and the two briefly stared at each other in the crossfire. ”You grew taller,” Stick said.

Elena brushed her short black hair to the back of her ears. ”Thank you,” She smiled, and the two stood up. The height difference was still impressive, with Stick's height overshadowing Elena. But she was still a red conqueror, and hopefully, by the end of the war, she will be able to look into his eyes at the same level. ”What brings you here?”

”The horde,” Stick pointed at the goblins attempting trying to swarm the wall. ”I thought I'd help you, but none of you guys are trying to kill them.”

”The collars would explode if they die.” Just as she said that another explosion erupted. The Zackons left their sh.i.p.s to defend the wall, but they didn't know about the collar and the result of the slave's death. Killing one would result in multiple slaves dying, which will create a larger explosion.

”There must be a way to stop their advancement.”

”Our sleeping gas!”

Stick hugged her, ”Great idea!”

”But we don't have them anymore.” Elena pushed Stick off and tried to hide her red cheeks with her hands, ”The other squads might still have some, but most of them exited on the other side of the river.”

”Then I'll go swing by and collect as many as we need.”

”And I'll go tell the Zackons to fall back.”

”Alright, I'll be back real quick!” Stick jumped to the river and threw his sickle at the ship's mast. He swung across the river and landed on the other wall. And standing in front of where he landed was Cooke and his rifle.

The legion lieutenants' hubris caused them dearly. Schwab's restless violence pushed the shield wielders to the edge, with Osgood pulling the trigger to their ultimate downfall. Only two of the lieutenants were still standing, Skydas, the hot redhead loyalist, and Bi, the leader of Sun's legion squad. The rest of the legions were on the floor, trying to block the bleeding while removing the bullets dug deep in their flesh. They pray that this humiliation does not last long.

Cooke left the four to battle. His target was Stick, the man that killed everyone on top of the tower, including Astor, who fell to his end. He learned that the leading opposing commander was the one that defeated Astor, so he hoped to send him to the top will let him have his revenge, but Cooke only led to his death. The guilt came quick to Cooke's heart, and it was heavier than the metal beams that the city was built with. And he's going to use that heavy burden to beat Stick to death.