"Well, let's get to work," Malcolm stated.

Without wasting a breath, Nathan flooded the area with furniture.

"Get inside!" Nathan shouted as the squad of police began firing at them. The furniture, even for a short period, acted as protection for Olivia, Ada, Zack, and Nathan as they ran back into the hotel. Jack, on the other hand, evaded the bullets almost effortlessly by hopping around, while Charles didn't even bother moving and was being peppered with bullets. Jack landed on the top of a parked work van.

"Looks like we got a lot of playmates!" Jack happily stated as he threw his knife at an unsuspecting cop. Much to his surprise, however, it was intercepted by Malcolm, despite its high traveling speed.

"Oh!?" Charles said excitedly, while still being pelted by bullets.

"I'll be your opponent," Malcolm stated before shattering the knife with his bare hands.

"Yeah! You'll be my opponent!" Charles declared as he charged through the gunfire toward Malcolm, but before he could get close, he was forced into combat by Rachel, who got in his way. Simultaneously, the cops ceased firing at Charles. Rachel tried to deliver a high kick to his head, but Charles leaned back, dodging the attack. He jumped back to gain a distance from them.

The cops turned to Jack and began firing at him, but he disappeared once again and appeared behind the squad, which Malcolm perceived. With a sadistic grin, Jack tried striking one with a jab, but Malcolm already had anticipated by charging at him, then interrupting him with a kick to his side, which sent him straight into a parked car.

Not letting up on him, the cops began firing at him, not that it mattered as he evaded once again.

"Haha, I see you guys have a plan on how to win, huh? You super soldiers or whatever will keep us from killing the easy prey, and the prey will keep us on edge. Not bad." Jack praises them with a hint of condescendence.

I even left my knives in my coat, which Zack has...luck must be on their side.

"The police is just assurance. We'll be the ones getting rid of you annoying dregs once and for all." Malcolm uttered with a surety in his voice, leaving both Jack and Charles with smiles on their faces.

* * *

As Jack and Charles were in battle, the remainder of the group made their way to the top of the hotel.

"How did you even do that with the furniture just a while ago?" Zack asked.

"Let's just say I used the furniture in this hotel," Nathan answered.

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Good thing I went around and stored as much furniture as I could when the bastard developer told me about the super soldiers.

"Tsk, so what will we do, 'leader'?" Ada sarcastically inquired as Nathan materialized a sniper rifle and boxes of ammunition.

"...The developer told me that super soldiers are bioengineered soldiers made to suppress and eliminate blessed humans...whatever that means, and that Jack and Charles are some of those blessed people." He explained while loading the ammunition in the rifle's cartridge. "If that's the case, the super soldiers plus those cops will be annoying for them...so...I'll help them with this." He said before aiming through the hotel window.

Back to Jack, who is currently engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Malcolm. He was doing well with avoiding numerous of Malcolm's jabs and strikes by constantly moving backward. However, the same could be said for Malcolm, as when Jack would try to counter, he would perceive and avoid it.

"You're keeping up with this speed. Good for you!"

"Shut your mouth, murderer." Malcolm bluntly stated before forcing him into a parked vehicle, reducing his options. He followed up immediately with a straight punch to Jack's face. However, he still managed to move out of the way and create distance between them. Malcolm had punched the vehicle instead, moving it back several inches and leaving an imprint of his fist.

Tsk, he dodged that?

As soon as Jack created the distance, the cops began firing at him, which forced him to continuously move.

"Ha...these preys are being annoying huh...maybe I should try upping my speed a little?" Jack thought.

At the same time, Charles and Rachel were also engaging in hand-to-hand combat. Rachel was using a mixture of kicks, such as high, side, crescent, roundhouse kicks, and more. Charles, on the other hand, was mainly using his hands to block her kicks and attack her with jabs, hooks, and crosses, which she also blocked with her legs.

"Ha! You're pretty strong! I didn't expect the cops to have people that could hang with me for this long...you must be one of the stronger ones!"

"Sorry, criminal! I didn't come here to play with you." Rachel said before jumping over a downward hook punch by Charles, simultaneously doing a 360 spin before delivering a spin kick straight to the side of his face, sending him hurdling several meters away into the wall surrounding the hotel, destroying a large portion upon impact.

Without giving him any breathing room, she ran up and drop-kicked him straight through, causing him to crash into the next building. Nearby civilians were running for their lives in panic.

"Hey! Cool it with the unnecessary property destruction, Rachel!" Malcolm shouted at her while combating Jack.

"Don't worry, Malie, it's all for the greater good." Rachel jokingly responded. Charles immediately came running back. Blood ran down his face, but he seemed more excited than ever.

"We've come pretty far, and I'm starting to get warmed up now!" Rachel moved out of the way, allowing the cops behind her to get a clear shot of Charles, which they took the chance immediately. The constant gunfire stopped him in his tracks, and Rachel delivered a high kick right to his chin, sending him multiple meters in the air. He landed right through the roof of the sedan that the party arrived with.

"Hurry up and get rid of Charles so you can help me with this slippery bastard," Malcolm said.

"Yeah, sure--"

"BANG!"

A loud gunshot could be heard, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The squad of police were immediately horrified to see the result of that gunshot, that one of their men had immediately fallen over, blood pooling from their shoulder.

"AAAHHHH!!!" The cop screamed.

"What!?" Malcolm recoiled slightly from shock.

The assailant of that cop was none other than Nathan, who had been aiming his sniper.

"Okay...one down."