The screech of machinery shifting to direct resounded resoundingly within the line of vehicles at the entrance booth, to the city ruled by the eastern fiefdom. An armored: military designed transport, perfectly balanced on the edge of endurance and acceleration, stood out from the machinery, gaining the attention of the local surveillance.
A militia camp was located on the sides of the hut. Concrete barricades at the foot of the road, occupied by heavily armed sentries; accompanied by reinforced pickup trucks parked in the green foliage and even a mechanical colossus cast its shadow over the visitors, forced to slow down at the entrance to the walled city.
The five-meter-tall iron giant appeared as a vaguely humanoid being, with the armor and power of a tank. Operated by a crew of between two and five pilots; the Ignis-type golem, armed with two heavy machine guns, loaded with ordnance that would turn a human being a thick scarlet cloud and plumes of burnt flesh.
Once inside the yellow line, a containment barrier was erected, triggered by a mechanism from a control panel; located in a building right next to the pilot's window.
—That's fifty crowns, sir. —The attendant began from a megaphone.
—At your service, my friend. —Tonatiuh showed the medallion in total serenity and deposited the coin of that value in the box.
That was the signal for a group of crusaders to check the visitors. Of the twenty psychics in the defense, they sent one escorted by officers to check the passengers. Showing the papers that credited the crown of Lazarus as the main patrons, and of the last contract they were going to attend, he ended by fulminating all distrust.
—Good afternoon, you may come in. —Maria greeted politely. She stepped aside and allowed the review to proceed.
—Being guardians allows them to bring even a basuca, miss.... —said the one acting as the leader. All that remains is to confirm that they do not have illegal substances or come in drunk.
The mention of alcohol tensed Maria like a bow, and she turned her focus on her lover. She watched him in cold warning close to ending in a threat. That was enough for Tonatiuh's calm to break for a brief moment; even if he had not tasted a drink during the trip, being judged by the woman gave him the sensation of having drunk a whole barrel and they did not collide by the traveler's miracle.
They searched from end to end finding nothing of an illegal nature, within the standard of superhumans registered with the government. One of the officers was watching the dark—haired man for a considerable time, even if it was for a few brief seconds, it was enough for Tonatiuh to notice; at the same time Maria was talking to the lieutenant to receive indications on how to move in the city.
—You don't look like someone who knows how to exorcise.
A militiaman judged Tonatiuh based on the immense musculature, and the brute warrior bearing he carried covered by the breastplate; ignorant of the Asthartos that conformed him and the guardian who wore it.
—And you don't think badly at all. Delicacy is not my thing at all. —Always cheerful, the big guy said with a chuckle. My style is to blow up the hotheads. First explode and then ask questions. That's why my wife will star in the campaign, if she gets too violent... well... you know. —Tonatiuh showed the axe called Titan sheathed, which drew the astonishment of the staff.
—I wish I could tell you that we know what you're going to find. —Much to his chagrin the militiaman lowered his head. The curse of that family has eaten away at the city, more than you can imagine—. An immense rage was gaining territory in the man, close to falling into hysteria in a voice that was breaking little by little. If it weren't for the helmet covering his face, tears would be coming. That damned building! They should burn it to the ground and if necessary take the Blackthorne to the abyss. All to protect their monster, many lives have been lost because of him.... He took my sister from me!
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—I think you'd better leave. —The lieutenant got in the way before the guards could jam in questions. At a hand signal he sent the soldier to rest, escorted by his brothers-in-arms. Other visitors are coming and we can't delay the line. Please... enjoy your stay. May the traveler guide you to finish your work... and be merciful enough to give you success without destroying half the city. Be careful, things have been pretty hot around here... especially for the inhumans wherever they come from.
—There's a rebellion going on all over the Templar territories. —Maria corrected, and did not expect the veteran's withering reply.
—And a new one is about to happen in this fief. May the traveler bless you. —The crusaders got out of the vehicle, and the barricade sank into the hole in the road. The way was clear.
The armored car followed the course on the road in a straight line, amid twin rows of electric light poles in small communities and stores. Green marked the area, and a curving crossroads loomed a huge willow tree, on whose branches hung rotting corpses, so consumed in necrosis that it was indistinguishable which race they belonged to. Already in the bones wrapped in tattered garments, even with the crows fluttering in a dismal song. A legend was written and hung on the branches, right in the middle of the crows: you are warned heretics.
The two guards watched in a short moment, already accustomed to that kind of thing did not take away how unpleasant it was for them. A truck loaded with a double trailer passed them, in which a huge robotic giant was lying on the plate; a cyclopean golem, tied by chains, used for the extraction of minerals.
—Shit... I can't see those things anymore. —Tonatiuh scratched his platinum hair, and a frosty shiver ruffled the hairs on his brown skin. After the battle for the Trident... those rebels used everything in their power.
The green fields slowly became scarce, replaced by the industrial setting of the city. The fuel arrow was leveling on the side of the decay, detected by Tonatiuh and for his own luck he caught sight of a self-service station. He parked the armored car in the semi-transparent tank, completely filled with a thick oily liquid of a mint blue color. In overalls they were met by the attendant, who pulled out a hose and connected it to the machinery.
—Extract or pure Fócil?
—Extract... and full, please. —He requested.
—I understand, sir.
—I'll go to the store to buy something..... —Maria got up from her chair, and at an awkward pace, still dizzy from the turbulence on the bad road. Without touching the door, she used an invisible powered force and opened it for her; it made her feel like a princess, even if she was the one who did it herself.
—No, I'm fine.
Maria left the machinery on her way to the self-service establishment. Tonatiuh got out of the armored car to stand next to the gasoline hose. He leaned his back against the bodywork and watched her drive away. He was mesmerized by the swagger of the purple twin braids of the short sorceress and cursed slightly because of the black cloak that covered the entire back of her body.
He adored her, wanted every part of her body and soul. The desire he felt was matched by the love he harbored for his partner. Owner of a curvaceous figure, full breasts and wide hips that showed off eye—filling buttocks. Many men lost interest in her because of her height. She didn't mind at all; on the contrary, she was fascinated by that feature.
Mary could give him a tenderness that pushed him to instinctively care for her, and he could stand by her side as a woman. He always thanked the ancient gods for giving her the blessing to notice him. Consequently, he has continued a personal campaign to be better every day and be worthy of staying by her side.
«Next chance I'll make you mine again», the swarthy brunet had no choice but to endure the desire and distracted his mind by reminiscing about what happened in the stall.
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