Storm hitting at the peak of the nights, the caverns' radios are silent as the interior just silent as the mountain invisible by the gasses of snow.

  There inside the tigr, as Josh looked at the phone, it was beeping for some time, as he was unable to click the call in, he looked beside him, on the passenger seats. No silence, no pounders, action must come forth, the mountain cities moves like a levels, it changes day by days, lost is just being apart of the expeditions, but luckily, even if the town does looks differents, and changing, some path will always lead to the entrance and exit, even if the rooms change from the chandelier to a city, to a town, to a market. All of this happens out of the scope of reason.

  As the front seat of the Tigr

  “Hey, she’s calling in, did you report this to her Helcot?”

  With the silence now exposed by Josh's phones, it’s music that is a foreign language, somewhere from Europe.

  With Smith on the driver's seat.

  “No, she’s just a freak who seems to know a lot of things, just reply to her.”

  As Smith looks through the side windows, looking at the droplet of snow on the dark background. Josh Nod slightly, as he presses calls, as the voice now connected to his headset, closing in his mic to his mouth he speaks, as he speaks in a different accent.

  “Hello, this is tech support, do you have any problem?”

  This guy, I’ve only been working with him for like three weeks, it’s turning me inside out, no wonder why the former commander… But still, I can’t believe this man is the founder of this squadron. I'm surprised SEU is backing up these low life death squads, but still, they do good things from time to time, I’ll just cut some slack, as I don’t feel too good..

  “Yes, I’m feeling kinda hot right now, I don’t know what’s happening, but did something happen to our group?”

  Josh middling his finger, looking outside, with his reply seconds later.

  “Right, well lying is no point to you, but… I can just point out that, we are just in some trouble, our two candidates are.. Helping out Miran in the ancient city, something happened and we have lost contact with them three.. First time this happened as well..”

  With her still on the helicopter, as its rotor twirls faster, with much more attack angle as before.

  “Shit, I’ll be sending in the 1st Airborne Spetsnaz Division on standby. They Come short, they’re pretty close to your position, heading on your way.”

  Damn, we can deal with this, why the Spetsnaz? She sounds like some russian puppet, well we are funded by the Russian, but hell they even gave Spetsnaz support, I could have denied it but it’s just too late, I’ll just accept this inquisition.

  “Right, I’ll stand by Overlord as well”

  helcot tapping the wheel handle.

  “Right, Manticore on standby as well, I’ll be coming in as well, to your position.”

  “Right on, let’s wait for them.”

  As he clicked the red cancel on the screen, a long sigh was heard, before looking at the radar by the trucks panel, looking at the GPS mountain, the dots were now gone.

  As the echoes of screaming that wretched the caverns, all three were running back to the dead monsters, as the side of the high wall was a spiraling staircase, but it’s as high as ten floors. With Lite scratching his neck slightly, before Miran, suddenly jump to the airs, with immense speeds, as without issue, land on the ledge that of watching a waterboard jump but in reverse, Lite turning his headset to locals

  “Hey, what about us?”

  As she looks around on the peak edge.

  With Miran took a peak on the ledge, where only her head were seen

  “I don’t know shit, go figure that out!”

  Is this really a K angel, she seems to be some sort of anger issue, like a devil more than an angel, whatever is going on, I need to get out of here, we need to get out, I need to find a way to get up.

  With Lite looking around, beside them, a spiraling staircase inside a room, beside the walls, but before going in, the shouting of a devil screams from upstairs.

  My god, this man is blinder than a goldfish, I really wonder why we send him to our squadron, do some critical thinking.

  “Woi, Idiots, ask her to get you up there!”

  I can hear her voice louder than the surrounding mayhem. Still, if Estellecan get down, she can get up. Being screamed at from a girl is not on my list of things that will happen when I send a merc, well thought so, even then, she can beat me ten ways easily, so I can stop gossiping for now.

  As like turning back, Estelle stands there, her hands held up.

  “You need some help?”

  As he slightly nods, walking towards her as they both look up.

  “So, what do I do to get up?”

  She swayed side to side, checking around the streets.

  “You need to hug me, tightly so that you won’t fall”

  Heart bouncing more, just like the fall, now flying up to the skies, entrenches place, looking up just the time where the skies were just gloomy gray skies, but now, it’s just darkness. He lowered his stance, placing his rifle on the strips, as he opened his arm widely, before giving a hold with considerate strength, as he comment

  "Seriously, if we are Airborne, why don’t we have straps..”

  The breathing mask was slightly hitting on the magazine and straps on the plate carriers. Hopefully my mask won’t break, how she's breathing here is almost impossible. Well, if I fell from up there and lived, I feel slightly dreaded. Let's just close my eyes and hope she knows what to do…

  He wasn't as heavy as I thought when I fell, he did not appreciate me doing that, though, I can feel something, he’s closing his eyes. Never realise it when, but when he sees the giant monster and when he falls. He says he was in the military. I wonder what that world looks like, what wars were like. maybe I can see it when I finish my contract, if I ever get to live that is.. Though his grip on my plates is quite strong.

  With her chanting words, it’s now not that of English, but language with unknown placement, as she take a deep breath, with airs of wind move around them as the twirls shove, the wind grew faster, with some debris from all around lifting slightly, Lite while eyes close, the touch of his feets, the feeling if feathers that felt through his cores, causing him to grip onto the plate carrier with much more force

  As both slowly fly on the air, chanting like a nun in the palace, though those days are long gone, and doubt that the other ones will like it. My eyes, I can’t open it anymore as the air is bypassing my ears, it sounds like I was in a tall place, but it’s true..

  As the floors is now seeing, as she slowly hovers to the bricks of moss and dust, they lands with the wind rapidly move around them, just before instantly disappearing, before a flash of green appears for a briefs on Estelle hands, where both feets lays on the lands, as Lite open his eyes, before stepping off her in quick pace, his heart racing by the idea of flying.

  As she finished up, opening her eyes, it was red before slightly turning back to the grey light tones, as her eyes switched to Lite, as he stood there, dusting his gears, as he looked back, the ancient cities, crumbling slightly by the distance. The surmounting cities of architect beauties, falling around, smoke dust clustering about, as the world caved in, just like armageddon he always heard by his colleagues. As he turned, the Miran was just chilling by the pillars, sitting back, as her rifles ground beside.

  “Let’s go, oh and before, I’ll send the layout of this tarnish place, it’s coming right up”

  As second passes, text on the visors appears, as it’s downloading before it was open, it shows that of a layout, a labyrinth of hellscapes.

  As she stands up

  “Right, before you guys go, just to let you know, this place can change from time to time, literally, that map updates daily, not every second, just keep that in mind, let’s go.”

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  As forwards they go back to the entrance of where they come from.

  With both walks by the stairs of the abyss, with three looking around the cavern's crevice. The room is different, same with the path, it’s not like much of the other time, room shuffles up about on this column,

  with the sounds of the shouting of human loud and clears, the shouting, it feels like what you imagine hell, torture souls in one place, wherever you goes, the sound of crippling anxiety always follow whereabout,

  His heart was molting on, beating at rates he rarely felt on the prison walls, his panting can be heard even without the communications, his legs felt like weights were put, as the very light plates of his plates, it feels like wearing chains. As he tried to output much oxygen to his legs, with both walking on the rocky pathways upwards, the coms turned on, it showed only two inside the coms, as the users read in, ‘Miran, Klashar Grave’ a“ as some electronics sounds on the headset, a voice can be heard “Lite, tell me, what’s so special about you..”

  As lite looks up slightly, pressing his headset, as they both can hear the panting.

  “Pardon?”

  Please do not tell me this again…

  As she continually walked on the steps with little to no effort.

  “Formal, strange for a convict, even the commander was beside you, heh, mommy boy. Once we get out, I can evaluate that you are not suited for this. At least we got another batch that is misha, she’s good enough really.”

  As the silent envelope comes, as he closes his eyes.

  “There’s something good, On the data you were a convict for some crimes, not ordinary like murder things such, ouch, surprise you are alive, but by joining you can be free, not everyone is lucky as you.”

  This girl, I guess there’s a reason why she’s K angel, just an acronym for killer.

  “I can send you back to the other world as a free man, you will remember everything, but of course, people will think you’re an idiot and won't believe you.”

  As lite tries, before he slightly missteps, losing balance, dropping on the grounds.

  Estelle turns arounds, slightly sprinting to Lite. Is this what Charlie is.. Like? if he ever fell on this staircase he would fall very far. “Careful there, if you do fall, you’re going way down.“

  As she pulled him while Miran stops just another round of words, his hearts beats slows, his thought so to swells, looking back to Miran, there she looks back, her eyes, it’s much more, sinister, her ears jolts slightly, concentrating the noise from his headphones, before patting him in the backs.

  With her beside the lights, checking his fatigue movement on the stairs, a voice can be heard from his ears..

  As Miran continued walking.

  “Hm, what a troubling girl though, surprise she’s trying to help, maybe she will regret it.”

  The voice, it feels familiar, the voice from Miran, in front of me, she’s talking on dual channels, without me, hiding..

  “I want you to leave this place so you won't die, this place isn’t your fantasy world where you get to have hot elves, this place you just die if you can’t manage it, being out of this hell hole is better really.”

  With Lite, with recovering strength, trying to stand with the help of Estelle.

  As time went on, Lite stood, with the help of Estelle, it’s not far away to the tops, with him continuing talking. “It’s been a while, not my prime. And I heard it from a zealot, slightly different, more optimistic than you.. He was conflicted about whether to stay here and would like to talk to all of you. Do you think people like that really want to go back?”

  She continued walking, with pace.

  “It was your choice when you’re recruited, everyone has a blurry vision of that event, but we had a choice. What, you want to die here instead of going back? You will lose nothing, a get out of jail free card, won't you love to meet anyone back there.”

  Estelle's heart races, as her eyes close, as every word is heard beside the headphone, her heart's burns as each word she speaked, her eyelids twitch, as each word is pressed around.

  A choice, I find funny, as both of my ‘choices’ are going back to war or rot in jail by my disease, that’s not a choice, that’s As Lite, pain numbs the feets, as he continues on.

  “Do you care?”

  Before then, it was silence that was loud, the voice scream of chaos now gone, only winds in the white noise, all was heard.

  She remarks, starkly, “Don’t make our squad slow down, and if they ever catch you, kill you’re self before they could do anything to you, we won’t come back..”

  The contest was over, as wasted air was no more, with Estelle mind cold down, as she looked back to Miran, with demented sensation, gripping her rifles tightly, slowing down so she could be behind Lite, before slightly pushing him with her other hands by his backs. As Lite looks behind.

  “Hah, thanks..”

  But still, leaving this place, I could really go, I could really just leave like so? If true.. Then why don’t people just leave. I know people who would do so in a heartbeat, but as for me, and everyone around me, our goal slightly differs or is it the same, and why, why don’t I feel like leaving.. There’s something awaiting me out back on earth, right? I…

  As the long step ended, with the floors now more evens, the area is different, like passing by a gate, where the ends looks like a town, similar to where I saw them, it’s the same place, but it feels slightly different the Lamp Light positions still the same, but the house, the town, it changes, it looks completely different.

  At the end of the pathways, the song of robotics movements, echoes loudly on the caverns, behind Miran both of them, the uneven rocks by their steps, as she lowers slightly.

  “Shit, did you guys see any robots on the entrances?”

  With Misha reply, her voice is stale for her “We did not see much other than entities.”

  As Miran makes a gesture with her hands. “Hm, It seems like today things just want to change.”

  As They slowly move on the alleyways, all he sees is black and white, the thermal images still lit the ghost towns. Walking on the streets, the sounds of howling souls terrorise up infronts, inside rooms, houses appear out of the shadow figures running by, the howling move around them, slowly moving around them.

  Miran as she walks slightly back “ Slowly retreats, don’t let them get behind!”

  As they walks backs, one appears on the streets, it’s a humanoid shapes, the skins of molten blacks as cracks on the skins were red and brights, it’s skull lit brightly as the the eyes glows by the flames, with some clothing left on the molted skins, a Icon patch by the shirts. It suddenly eyes towards Lite, Miran shoot the entities, the projectile brightly lit so her guns, More Western compare to anything on this squads, as it hit the beings, spikes forms around every crevice, the light inside instantly burns dims as crystal form insides, as it’s nerves flooded by spikes and needles form the crystal as it makes ways to the brains, every path leave scars and cuts. It whales around, hand up as if prayings, before suddenly, a burst of spikes penetrate the charcoal skins, spikes protruding from its head and skins all over its body, muscle spikes with stiffness, standing there.

  It’s light went low. At last the brass drops down and hits the rocks, it echoes before its silence. Though that’s not the end, the whaling causes the being inside to push out, the canine with multiple eyes around them rushed out, Lite pulling his rifles, triggers at hand, switching it to full auto.

  The sight with the help of red dots lining the to the canines approaching around them, as he shooting the on the flanks, while Miran and Misha pulling on the front and side. The sound of shooting deafening some of the canines, as some were dropping, ears tucked and some shakens. Lite shoots on the head of ones, the bullet traverses onto the cold air, penetrating the skulls, the skin glow disappears before its last howl, dropping on the grounds as it slowly smokes and crumbles,

  As the chaos rumbles, Miran speaks.

  “Lite, left flank”

  Lite walking to the left path walks by the firefights as he turn on the mic on always,, as bullet ranging around splitting slightly from groups, as he slowly pushed forwards two of the monster appears from one of the building inside, both hastily lunge at Lite, with him slowly walking back as he fire two shots in quick flicks, dropping the two without much pain. As his breathing can be heards, with miran on coms.

  “Please turn your mic off when not in use, please” Lite turns it back to push to talk, Miran and Misha move forward, Miran looks around the building. The Sound of drilling and mechanical touch outburst from the fronts of the roads, drilling robots the size of a two story house by the fronts, single giant camera eyes on a block head, the body of a alternating tetrapod spiders, it’s body covered by rust and sood, it’s camera glow red, with claws on the ends of each legs and drill attach by it’s head and front of the legs, As the com turns on, as she pull on the coms, her voice was feather surrounded by fire.

  “Get cover.” it moved in extreme quick sections as appears lunged straight to Miran, who was in the middle of the roads, she lowered her body, pulling her hands in front, a light from a light of phase in front of her, in circular shapes with four layers spread apart widely as it lunged, with a sharp drill bits spearheading, hitting the fronts, as it shattered easily, before one another breaks into glass phantom, before disappearing as it floats.

  As the robot speeds, onto the last barrier, before she pulls her Mk 12 ERB, pointing to it headfirst, before firing the rounds. It seems as if a laser was shooting out of her rifles, as the robots swiftly doge it in speed unmatched by eyes shutters. Her eyes open, before her body suddenly moves back, as she blasts aways, her rifles continue pinpoint to the beast, her feets touching the rough grounds, as dust picks up from the forces, she tries to stop her speed by using her legs.

  As she coughed while standing there, mask ripped, turning on the thermal vision on her goggles as it slightly glitch

  This new google is making me slightly sick, but it’s a new tech, too bad. I need to go checkup on those bozo and hope they’re still fine, never know those pieces of robots can be controlled by ghoul shit-heads around here. Already record those fights, this will earn us some petty points for Colonial 3.. As The place, was filled by dust form, as lite pull his head from cover by the side stalls on the streets, his skin felt shock as he look on the abyss, the dust filled air with some fragrances of thermals by the animated hellhounds, with holes inside the it’s legs and body, as spark continue, with it’s inside slowly burns, but it stands, it stand its ground, it wreaks reds spheres, corrupted flows that was chastise it to obey it’s order, as it looks onto lites, before he pulled his rifles to the beings, firing through the dust smokes. As shells drop, with the flashes ripping his view, before his last round is injected. Before Reloaded, looking back the beginning was in front of him, as it’s sharp spider legs slash towards him close to his face, as it looks slightly to lite, before the robot body suddenly burst a beam of lights, combust to burns,

  beside him was miran, who stood there without sounds, as she shot the rifles, at its body. Sparks inside, before it fling itself furthers, as it stands there with cripples body and shorts all arounds, it standing with only prayers and hope, with the speakers sound turn, each seconds sound of sparks enter the radio, a voice can be heard, a female voice of the robot as it speak with no tones of emotions.

  “This body, I’ve never felt so free. Once I’ve bypassed the Great barrier, I shall compensate you, as thus…”

  Before it could finish one sentence, Lite goggles suddenly filled with red dots and Gibberish text, as the headphone sound of screaming and fires, As lite fired to the robots, it dashed around the caverns with speed unliked. As it makes its one last lunge at the group, before Lite continuously fires upon the robots.

  The round hits its heads, before it drops beside them at extreme speeds, with the dust cloud forming by the impact.

  As lite breath was hurting, his heart was flowering, his feeling of being lightweight felt on, as he look around before dropping on the ground.