Taylor was out on a patrol again rapidly moving around the town. The night had not been that fruitful, as she had not managed to find any crime to stop. But all that changed in a moment as she leapt onto a roof of a building and heard loud cheering from the inside. Deciding to investigate she slowly moved around till she could find a window to look in from. The sight on the inside was sickening, a large crowd was surrounding a metal fighting ring, there were several dead or dying dogs on one side just thrown into a pile after losing a fight.
A dog fighting ring, disgusting. Thought Taylor as she started planning how to capture all of them. There has to be at least 40, maybe 50 people in there, I don't want any of them to escape. As she was thinking and scouting the place she got to see another pair of dogs forced to fight, a sight that made her even more determined to stop the sickos enjoying this depravity.
After a few more minutes she determined that there were only two ways in and out. A few minutes sneaking and a quick attack and the two guards at one set of doors were quietly knocked out and tied up. A large trash can was used to block the entrance. Once the only other escape route was blocked she headed around the building towards the only remaining entrance. As she rounded the corner she heard a large noise sounding as if someone had just smashed the other doors. She sped up running fast till she was able to see the remaining door. A giant monstrous dog, covered in bone plates instead of fur with spikes all over its body and size to match its monstrous appearance, the dog if it even was one had its head higher than Taylors making its size more akin to a large horse than a dog. And the creature in question was making its way in through what remained of the door. As Taylor rushes to the door she hears a shouted command “Brutus HURT!”
Once she can actually see inside, machine gun fire joins the noises. There is a person wearing a plastic dog mask sheltering behind one of the monstrosities as several of the the people inside are shooting at her, the other two dogs are fighting a giant wolf made of blades, hooks and metal shards. The metal monstrosity is Hookwolf one of the villains of Empire Eighty-Eight, one of their heavy hitters as its hard to stop a monster made of metal.
Taylor charges in to join the battle, considering the girl sheltering behind the monster dog is probably not bulletproof. She leaves Hookwolf to the tender mercies of the dogs and heads to the few gang members that have guns. Charging straight past the girl with the dog mask Taylors shield glows brighter before a disk of light is hurled off it at the armed enemies, the disk of light smashes into the first enemy sending him flying back before bouncing on towards more targets, sending several of them flying backwards. Seconds later she reaches them and considers it convenient that all the mooks decided to stay together rather than spread out. A few blows with the shield knocks several more of them out, none of their shots leaving as much as a scratch on her armor. Taylors sword has targets she considers acceptable as she, with incredible precision cleaves through the guns making sure that even if they regained consciousness they could not rejoin the fight.
The armed minions dealt with, Taylor turns her attention back at the battle going on between Hookwolf and the dogs. All three dogs are covered in deep gashes with the wounds to her surprise not bleeding at all, yet despite their monstrous size their enemy was equally monstrous and they were slowly losing. When she charges towards the melee Taylor hears a whistle followed by quick commands to the dogs, and the dogs move aside to let her pass. Hookwolf on seeing her, meets her charge, both collide with Taylors shield stopping Hookwolfs momentum before her sword flashes past cleaving smoothly through Hookwolfs metal paw, the mass of metal shards falling apart into individual bits as soon as the limb falls to the ground.
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Based on what was written online he can't be hurt in this form. So I can go all out without worrying. Thought Taylor before daring to use another one of the spells she had inherited. I know just the spell to turn this fight against him. As her foot stomped onto the ground golden flames spread out from her foot, leaving behind glowing and shifting lines of light that seemed to pulsate.
“You can't win, surrender now!” Shouted Taylor. Hookwolf said nothing, moving back in to attack, his action an answer in itself. Hookwolf was visibly slowed as golden fire crawled up his legs, restricting his movements. He charged rapidly changing his direction at the last moment flowing underneath Taylors shield bypassing her defence to attack. Taylor twisted to the side to avoid having the metal jaws wrapped around her head. She might as well not bothered as one of the monstrous dogs charged in tearing into Hookwolf and physically throwing him away from Taylor.
“Thanks” Taylor quickly shouted to the master of the dogs before resuming her offensive. Golden flames from her consecrating the ground slowed Hookwolfs movements but seemed to be doing no harm, but the effect on the hounds was opposite as their wounds slowly but visibly started closing.
The combination of Taylors might and the hounds meant Hookwolf had no chance each time he attacked large chunks of metal went flying with his size shrinking by the minute. And as the minutes went by his attacks got more and more frantic and desperate.
Once more Taylor met Hookwolfs charge, Her shields black rubber surface covered in gashes that showed the metal underneath. Once more sparks went flying as Hookwolf tried to get a grip on the shield and failed, once his inertia was spent he got thrown backwards with a sword dashing out from behind cover to cleave more of him away, yet this time unlike all the previous clashes Taylor had to desperately stop her blade as the metal that made up Hookwolf flowed inwards to be replaced by flesh once more. Within moments Hookwolf is once more in the shape of a man. And he collapses onto the ground barely alive, with horrific burns covering most of his body.
No no no this was not what I wanted! Went the frantic thoughts through Taylors head as she quickly stopped the power sustaining the consecration of the ground. The attack that had infused the ground with light, healed the dogs helping her, and slowed her enemy had made no distinction between the fleshy core hiding the real Hookwolf, and the metal that made up the rest of him. The flesh was far more fragile than the metal as light slowly tried to cleanse both out of existence.
Quickly Taylor moved in and started healing him. The burns covering his body vanishing as if they had never been there. Once Taylor was sure he would not be dying, while still a bit shaken over the unintended consequences of her attack, she turned to her unexpected ally.
“Hi, Im Paladin, and I can heal the wound you have” Taylor introduced herself staring at the bulletwound on the arm of her ally.
“Bitch, ok.” Taylor was a bit taken aback by the other person's response but seeing as she was offering her arm for healing puzzled out that the other person must have meant that her name was Bitch. A few seconds later the wound finished closing with the bullet falling onto the ground.
Most of the remaining people there were staying in one corner of the building as far from the monstrous dog that was growling at them as they could. Even if a few of them had managed to use the distraction of the battle to escape.
“Il call PRT to come pick them all up. You mind keeping the rest of them over there till PRT gets here?” Asked Taylor with the only response being a nod and a quick whistle putting a second dog to guard the group of dog fighting fans in the corner.
While Taylor called PRT and got them to send some people over, Bitch went around freeing the few remaining dogs from the cages. Minutes later she was back next to Taylor carrying a heavily bleeding puppy.
“Heal.” came the request as she reached Taylor and offered the puppy towards her. Taylor quickly healed the puppy and several of the other dogs as Bitch one by one helped them free, checked them over and got them to follow her.
Once she was done with all the dogs Bitch just stood there staring at Taylor. Once hearing cars approaching Bitch quickly whistled to her dogs, jumped up on the back of one of them and left with all the rescued dogs in tow. With only a “Bye” as a parting word. Leaving Taylor quite confused at the unusual interactions with Bitch. But for now she had more important things to focus on as she gave PRT members that arrived to arrest Hookwolf and the large group of other people there, a rundown on what had happened.