Great wall in fire

Blaze fist bursting forwards as a flaring rise of fire torrents through the hallway, eradicating hundreds of zombies from Kulomir resting to avoid falling into the Dead clutches.

 

Blaze having all of too much fun, the zombies biting down on the bark armour as Aspen provides healing and stamina replenishment, Kulomir getting back up as blaze.

 

laughs Manically. as he burns away the corpses, Kulomir blurs slashing apart hundreds himself as they push through the onslaught of them.

 

Aspen hand glow as plants start to blossom Piercing unevenly through the corpses as he blurs backing up. Blaze smashes down on his prior location, the uneven wooden spikes twisted to a blaze.

 

As it implodes collapsing the tunnel that way to allow Kulomir and blaze to focus on the others. "We need to get to the communication array to inform Akiyama of my presence as fine. It's just above at the end of his hallway."

 

Blaze, confused. "It looks like you could get their just fine yourself!" he Shouts grinning, "I would if a massive wall of flesh wasn't in the way!"

 

Kulomir having one weakness to his overwhelming horde control a constantly regenerating pulsing mass of flesh taking the form of a wall.

 

Blaze Responds in a Roar "Sounds like something to break down!" Kulomir agrees, "I would've if my slash wouldn't collapse the entire stairwell, it's at such an angle I can't just jump up either after knocking the stairs out!"

 

Aspen release tens of seed as Woode guardian arises from the ground, slamming the wood polearm. The ground, as it cracks under the Hoplite design of the wooden guard.

 

the shield taking the form of folded leafs however Harden Kertin, in the shape of a pointed oval with circular folds from it, the wooden guards point their spear forwards.

 

in a swift, elegant motion, a motor of impalement occurs, the hoplite rapidly stabbing forwards in a piston rolling back and forth with enough force to skewer walls.

 

The Line pushes Forwards Kulomir and Blaze Jump over it as it split down the hallways "Ah man, I was just getting warmed up." Blaze says, gasping for breath.

 

"rookie mistake." Kulomir Says that gasping a sign that Blaze didn't properly control Blaze scoff, "Who made you my dad." he slammed on the head.

 

"Take it as a fist of respect." the bump growing "Aw Damnit!" Kulomir gaze at Aspen. "How long will those guardians last?" Aspen closes his eyes.

 

Slowly Defining the guardian, "they have about a 3-hour period before blaze should ignite them to make Fire wood." Referring to the duration until the blaze Ignites them.

 

Kulomir Nods before moving. "Let's go." he blurs bouncing from wall to wall, regulating his breath as Aspen follows him, Blaze orders to stay back and protect the Royal guards.

 

"You're not actually a man, are you?" Kulomir says Aspens body language far to feminine as even men who Exhibits such feature maintain some masculinity in motion. Aspens taste in Style Far from what would be expected of a Druid who often adorned in animal parts and shamanistic components and markings.

 

"What do you mean am I supposed to be some kinda Shapeshifting Dryad?" Kulomir doesn't respond to Aspens Comment as they approach the Guardian "increase their Speed Aspen."

 

The guardian Increase the speed drastically, throwing down more seed. Another platoon of these wooden guardians arise from the ground.

 

He Stops "that way." Point his sword well. A Stairwell entrance within the front of them Aspen sees the fleshy Growth Blaze Coming around.

 

With the Royal Guards Kulomir observing the reactions towards them, a distaste, this only confirming his suspicions better. "So I have to Burn through that."

 

Kulomir Nods Blaze shot forwards Stopping in front of it, his hands glow a molten Blue. Aspen waiting for the fire to erupt blaze, not patient enough to wait as the full force of fire erupts from him "ROAR!"

 

Burning apart the fleshy wall horrid scream reverberate, "I'm getting real tired of these fuckers being interconnected together." Kulomir Shot past him.

 

They enter the communication room, he attempts to turn on the computer, it boots up in front of him, "the antenna broken." Aspen gazes up, a spike of wood puncturing to the Roof of the Cog.

 

before jumping out of the structure, the Antenna in a two plants like vines, grab hold of it and hold it up straight, more plants make new cables and connections.

 

It Creaks as it turn towards the Capital, city, Aspen gazing that direction, "I wonder how much he knows." Unaware of Kulomir already figuring it out before even Aspen's gentle landing,

 

From just the manner used to keep up with him, Kulomir type away as the protocol activated on it, the signal pulsing towards the Capital.

 

A chair creaks as Regan chair skids towards it, entering the protocol himself, "Is this the Cog?" Regan states Kulomir responds. "Correct. The Cog has been compromised by Undead Menace, Request an assistant of Reinforcements Preferable. shortly it appears the Southern nation is amassing Forces towards us."

 

Regan responds, "I'll confirm the request," as hears he enters it in Akiyama, still in seclusion within the internal spheres of Uzae forming contracts with creatures.

 

Though clones are operation on major tasks, none able to give official orders except for the real one. Reporting on Aspen and his suspicions.

 

The door to the room closed as Aspen and blaze hold off the unending onslaught of the Undead, All of his concern compiled to Aspen a unique general.

 

The fact he came from nowhere's the only real thing being he came through the cog at one point as an immigrant from Galtrate

 

The guard already suspicious as Aspen didn't have any of the defining features of a Galtrate, be it the lack of Red eyes or the abnormal number of shamanistic tattoos.

 

"I'll refer it to the lord Akiyama, Kulomir. He'll be able to get information out of him or her, be it with or without the interrogation."

Kulomir responds to Regan, "I'm more afraid of what he'll do to Aspen if it found out she was a girl. He wouldn't mind taking on another unique concubine with his exotic tastes."

 

Regan understands his concerns about that aspect. "you continue to clear out the Cog to the best of your capacity.