He flipped over her and kicked her, causing her to fall forward. She got up and started slashing at him.
This is the same song and dance they always do. They fought like this all over the world. He killed her closest friend. Her only friend, and he doesn't even care enough to remember. When she was gone Astrid ran away and joined the Guardians. The Guardians of Humanity is an Organization that rightfully executes Non-humans. Don't care where they came from, don't care what they can do, just kill it. They aren't, strictly speaking, legal. The only things they want to learn about Non-humans is how to counter them, and how to kill them.
She must have faced a hundred freaks and killed ninety of them. Whether they are Vampires, Wherewolf, or Goblin. Still, she is treated like a child, like some idiot that can't do anything right; even though she is seventeen. Well, not any more, Astrid thought. Because this time, not only will she bring that shard back to head quarters, she will kill Known Vessel: Brick Prodose, right here, right now.
He hasn't struck yet. He's still as cocky, undisciplined, and taunting as always. He rose a wall of flames between them, and she was forced to back away. He said, "Sorry girly. I need to get in that tournament." She screeched at him. "So you can do what? Wish the Guardians out of existance so you filthy Vessels, Warlocks, and other Freaks can conquer the world? Or, so you can have enough power to kill more innocents?"
He sighed. They had this discussion before, she remembered. He would try to lie, straight up, to her face. Or maybe make up some excuse for his actions. The coward.
This time, he didn't say anything. He's running out of excuses, she thought. He went to the crystal. Which was on his side of the wall! She cursed herself. She reached into her belt and brought out the anti-fire foam pellets. She threw them down at the fire wall.
They created an opening in the wall, but it was too late. He grabbed the shard, and as soon as he did the three shards, he now had, started floating around him.
He and the shards suddenly dissappeared. She just missed him. She dropped her sword and slammed the rocks and cursed. What was she going to do? She can't go back. She could't go back until she brought back three shards.
She reached into her armor, which was Guardian Standard Issue, and brought out the shard she used to track the one shard that was here. Their had to be some shards left. She couldn't give up. Not now, not ever. She picked up her sword and put it in it's sheath. She started leaving the cave and something caught her eye. She looked up and gasped.
There was another shard, just sitting above her head, this entire time. She grabbed one of her throwing knives and threw it at the shard. It stuck in just the right place to jar it out and make it fall. She caught it. Two down. One to go.
I'm closing in on you, Prodose, she thought to herself.
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