The Player's System

Third tear

The live game resumed quest after the rest of one hour. Team members were looked refreshed as well. All of them were ready for the long run. The soldiers standing in front of the tower looked evil.

They wanted to scare the team members so they decided to slaughter natives in front of the Runners. Team members looked at the soldiers as if seeing them dead.

Most of the soldiers were attentive for any battle while seven of them stood with the weapons to kill natives. Sashi shot arrows consecutively. Team head did not want to talk about why the captured natives so he gestured Sashi.

It was the fate of these natives that might cause their death. "We will battle till the last soldier fell dead. I hope there won't be another hurdle." Junan spoke grimly.

The specs of easiness vanished from his face. The team members understood that the battle was first and last option. They were about to ask what would be the formation when they noticed that team head was already running toward the soldiers.

"Team head ate some fiery noodles?" Clark chuckled. All of them rushed following team head. Jake started firing. He threw a grenade at the side to clear before the soldiers make advancement toward them.

They hurried and started battling. The soldiers got shocked because these runners did not give them face for the sake of natives. They threw aside the natives and came forward. In this area only the tower remained unscathed.

Team members could not get enough of time to look at the condition of this last farm near the central of Mala City. It was destroyed and abandoned. The constant bloodshed killed of the natives. Few remaining became homeless. They were scared and hiding somewhere.

Junan did not need explanation for the reason behind. The coward soldiers were following the orders of the king. Soon the silent place became battleground. "None of the soldier should escape this time. I want to see them dead." Junan waved his sword in the air and ordered his team members.

Now it was time to show their real power in order to scare the king. "We got it man." Albert answered. They used all their crude methods of attacks including their odd combination of weapons.

No more self-imposed restriction. It should be called 'all out'. Jake was also attacking freely. He did not mind using grenades to disperse if the soldiers tried to surround him.

This was one of the coolest battles they ever fought. The soldiers were trying to kneel down the runners just like they forced natives but it was getting nasty for them. Many soldiers faced deadly injuries. Now they were crawling begging for life.

Junan was most satisfied to see them crawling. "It would have been better if you have protested against the inhuman orders of the king. I am ruthless against the ruthless." Junan kicked the soldier.

By speaking these words the intentions were clear. Junan wanted to let the king know that the team would reach him soon.

Half of the soldiers fell dead. The remaining knew very well that their efforts would not bear fruit. Some of them used their weapon on their neck and suicide.

The brutality of the runners exceeded their expectations. Clark tried to avoid still the blood of the soldier tainted his face. "Nothing is detestable for me but the damn blood of my enemy." He removed the stain from his face.

Jake kept safe distance from the direct attack of any soldier. His actions and attacks were quite relatable. The reason was simple. Using both hands for controls was dream for now.

He could rely on his efforts. Soon there were uncountable dead bodies of the soldiers. "It seemed we will walk over them to reach the tower." Albert wiped sweat from his head.

It was last part of the night. The pace of their quest increased recently. It took little time to get second and third tear. They were standing in front of third tower and killed potential enemies unless there were some hidden for ambush.

Junan halted his weapon knowing that none of the soldier survived. "I believe no one got damage in this battle?" Junan asked.

Since all of them knew their specifications so they work and battle according to it. Even the less experienced younger player knew how he could handle battle combo.

Team head looked at them and nodded. "We will wait for some time and walk inside the tower." The first tear was providing light. They could see the dawn. Slowly the rays of bright day appeared from the horizon.

They were ready to enter in the tower. During this time they did not notice any suspicious activity. This made them believe that it was safe to enter inside the tower.

Still Albert remained in the front with the shield. They were careful however it was not needed. The tower was empty. The third tear was placed inside.

The soldiers tried to pick the tear and destroy it but they could not. By destroying third tear means that Runners would not be able to enter in the central Mala city.

The power of Ashmorn was dangerous for anyone bearing malicious intentions. No one could take this tear and the king could not leave his Palace and get this tear.

He was confined. The darkness of the night and the brightness of the day both were deadly for him. This so he was living in the night with the numbers of lit lamp around.

In the day he hid in the deepest portion of the Palace. His life was miserable because of curse. Ashmorn often laughed when she saw his bafflement at the changes of the natural day and night.

She was not afraid of his anger. Ashmorn knew that the king's life could no more sustain. He should be killed for the sake of the future of Empire. The other two kings would follow the same fate. King only knew half of truth while the other half was with the Ashmorn.. She did not relate it to him.