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You’d be lying if you said you were in your element here–what the Hells even is a ‘Gearway’ anyways!? What was wrong with Striders? Sure, they’re notoriously surly, extremely territorial, the venom in their bite causes necrosis and they smell like Volka did when she accidentally took a dip in that cesspool when you were a bit younger, but…
You’re getting ahead of yourself. While you know the wilds like the back of your claw, Volka lives, breathes, and <span class="mu-i">eats</span> ‘cities’... and if she’s got an idea, well…
Something in your expression betrays your assent, prompting the Skog to spring into action! “REZ!” She shouts as the snipers take position, “FIRE! NOW!”
A devious cackle leaves the demon’s lips as her claws alight with unholy heat, but just as the flames appear on her fingers she’s snatched up like a lost larva!
“GUH!?” She sputters as your sister picks you up as well, “U-UNHAND ME, BRUTE!”
“HOLD TIGHT, NOW! THROW!”
Time slows to a crawl as Volka puts her ‘plan’ into action–leaping atop the fence with uncharacteristic grace, she launches herself (and, by extension, you) towards the center of the aforementioned ‘Gearway’ as a barrage of barbed bullets scream past you! Meanwhile Rezalith hurls her searing salvo at your attackers as she dangles from the Skog’s claw like an unruly kit!
Your ichor goes cold as you feel something massive and metal graze your back… but whatever Volka’s gamble was, it pays off! Landing with a resounding ‘<span class="mu-i">CLANG</span>’ against the side of some kind of colossal commuter cart, your sister transfers you from her claw to her tail to get a better grip on your new ride!
“<span class="mu-i">W-W-WHERE ARE WE GOOIIIIINNGG!?!?</span>” Shrieks Tzah-Tzie as she clings for dear life to the Skog!
“<span class="mu-i">AWAY!</span>” Volka laughs, the girl barely reacting to the blistering cold stinging your eyes as your ride continues at a breakneck pace!
To their credit, one last sniper shot crunches deep into the metal side of the train, but as you climb atop the cart and help the others up, you can’t help but relax a bit when additional attacks fail to appear!
“<span class="mu-s">HAH!</span>” Whoops the Spinner as she twirls around on her toes, “Modern Engineering! Gotta love it!”
Don’t celebrate too hard, you warn with a wry grin in your gaze, if they found us in Smith Street they can find us elsewhere too…
“Woo…” Mutters your half-sister as she flops onto her back and sighs, “Yea… who were they anyways? Trier’s goons? Spicys?”
“Worse,” TT answers with a frown, “I think they were working in tandem. You saw how those Teksouls reacted…”
Right, you nod, they <span class="mu-i">didn’t</span>. But they disabled that teleporting thing-
“Telefont.”
Right, that. And they herded the crowds so we would be boxed in.
>CONTD.
