Mizu thought for a moment, beginning to grow curious of the entire situation.
Hmm...I don't think there is anything wrong with telling him what we're looking for... "Well," she began, looking at the vine-covered buildings around her. "Do you know of the five Sacred Skyrunes?"
Mizu bit her lip; she had asked the question and it was too late to turn back. She was about to open her mouth to add more, then something grabbed her attention.
She quickly turned her head to see a young man heading down an alleyway. She could see that he had spiky brown hair, and a white jacket. From where he was walking, it was obvious he had just been standing there watching, maybe even listening. Mizu reached into her pocket, then pulled out a small blue stone. It was a skyrune.
"Hey!" Mizu called out to the young man. "Halt! Come over here for a second!"
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The four soldiers stared around as they ran, growing impatient seeking out their target. Their footsteps pounded violently upon the rooftops, resounding thunderous roars of intimidating malice. These drumming echoes entered Nimbus' ears and he sensed the soldiers nearing his hiding spot down in the narrow alley between the two buildings.
He launched another silver arrow on the bow, which by now was growing quite tired. He aimed it directly over his head, pointed at the gap in the air between the buildings he was stuffed between. And just as he anticipated, the figure of a soldier leaped across the gap. In just one split second, the man's jaw was visible from beneath him. In this thread-thin opening, Nimbus released his grip on the arrow to let loose a flawless ray of silver, shooting up through the narrow alley like an exploding rocket. The arrow pierced its target directly in the jaw; Nimbus' aim and timing was indeed flawless.
At the violent pierce of the arrow drove into his skin and jaw, the soldier felt his brain rip. The arrow had ripped its way entire through his head from beneath his jaw; his skull had become somewhat of a human shishkebab, skewered as a blood red pillar of death.
Nimbus could hear the thud on the rooftop; the troop was dead. No, killed, in fact, by Nimbus.
Heehehe.... Nimbus could only chuckle in his thoughts.
That makes two dead soldiers. I think I've gotten this under control. Three left now. The other three soldiers yelped in sudden shock.
"Holy
!" the red-haired soldier exclaimed.
"What the fu--!" the black-haired soldier shouted, leaping a step back before taking his jump over the gap.
"Halt, men," the lead soldier ordered. "He's beneath the gap firing from below us." He pulled out a mini-sized bomb from his pocket and tossed it to the red-haired troop. "Drop this down there. But don't get in his sight, or he'll shoot you too."
"Hahahahhaha...My pleasure," he grinned, placing one foot on the ledge of the roof. He reached out over the gap to drop the bomb; only his arm was visible to Nimbus. "If he shoots off my arm, the bomb will fall in anyway. Hehehehe..."
The red-haired soldier grew confident as he prepared to drop the bomb down into the gap with Nimbus. But the white-haired boy was a step ahead of the chickeny soldier...