Chapter 67: Reactive Exaggeration.

The unexpected stop of the limousine is only a few tens of meters from the entrance to the perimeter wall of Risteth's Prison.

This is due to a group of six individuals with different appearances, heights and clothing styles, yet, there is one detail that stands out in all of them, a sort of brown hood attached to a short black cape that barely covers the shoulders and less than a quarter of this people back's.

The hood itself causes their faces to be in shadows, just as I saw on the members of the Congregation inside of the Profession Room back in Clarattoia.

"—Why are you here?"; Inquire Risteth, her voice is not aggressive or annoyed, just nostalgic and even some sadness lingers with her next sentence "—I already told you, I can't leave"…

Her words are cut as all of this strangers attires are altered into a different styles in comparison to before as each of them throw a sack of leather to the floor.

The content in this are the charred heads of some people; Risteth is not disgusted or upset by this, she simply looks at the heads, raising an eyebrow with pleasure and interest.

"—Show me"; Risteth demands, and all of these people raise their right hands, displaying in their palm an identical rhomboid of gold energy.

Without saying a word, they walk to the entrance, closing the distance between each other as their hands come nearer to aligning themselves.

The rhomboids lights up with a golden hue and literally peels off their skins, separating of their flesh and harmoniously joining together to form a six-pointed star.

This ethereal figure continues to advance a little, stopping upon touching a transparent barrier at the entrance, shattering this formless protection as an identical shape of this star appears over Risteth's chest, falling each individual rhomboid like withered petals of a flower and revealing the luminous glow that an Embryon produces when leaving or entering its Contractor.

In this specific case, is the latter, as the Muscular Driver has acquired a mouth; An ugly and strange mouth like the one of a leech.

He turns into light particles and disappears as I see Risteth with an evil satisfied smirk on her face.

"—You truly did it!"; She remarks the obvious in a deep tone of gratitude filled with a massive rush of bloodlust.

This individuals throw parts of a parchment, merging together in front of Risteth, showing its message.

"We kept our part of the deal, and we can't wait for you to postpone yours, something upset or scare PROTOCOL, and IT will begin ITS machinations fifty hours earlier than expected, those without a Spear of Grade 7 or a Squad of Grade 2 are going to suffer direly at being paired with a bunch of useless mediocre baggage if they are too unlucky with those around them when everything starts, of course, those who are not fit with this requirements, would perish"

{Is this a threat or a warning?}

Risteth turns towards me "—Drïekvïer, You have your own wish of how to have your First Kiss"…

{What is she saying this right now?!}

"—I have my own wish too, Make me feel better than our First Time together, just with that Kiss"; Risteth moves with a [Blink] closer to this six people, wearing immediately the strange Hood of them, her attire changes into something different almost with every motion, and the seven of them are sucked down by a whirlwind of the very bluish purple that gave me goosebumps in Clarattoia.

{What did just happened?!, Forget it Trektör!, Focus on what to do next as the message…}

The scroll I just read disintegrates, it was a simple mimic of Vyåhö and not real paper.

Not sure of my next move, I let my instincts guide me; Running towards Andára and Oriana Building as I use the Cellphone to contact Norlan.

—No time to explain, prepare for battle, form your Squad and tell Carmorac that is already tomorrow, if he wants to see Laiara, he has like 30 minutes to be in the Eleventh Floor of the Pretty building in tha A Circle Second Block, the same goes for Itzxuria…

I end the call before Norlan can answer, as I have something more pressing to do, communicate me with Kim.

"—Trektör!"; Her happiness is so exalted that is painful to tarnish the moment "—Kim, I need you to wake up Laiara, Irithessa and everyone, go to the Reception of your building and wait for me and my acquittances".

I hang the call as I arrive to my first stop, filling my lungs with air to scream as hard as I can with a desperation that I never experienced before "—Andára!, Oriana!, Gear you up immediately and go to the Second Block of A Circle, in less than 20 minutes or you two are literally dead, Hurry Up!".

I keep advancing to my own Building, fastly checking the "Work out" area, seeing Merzïry training with Amber, as Nisha is talking with Queen Mireya.

{I don't care anymore if they don't remember me, I would warn them}

—Nisha!, Landlady Mireya!, grab your belongings, call your Niece and go to the A Circle Second Block, the fancy building or you would be dead!.

My words sound like a threat rather than a warning but I don't care, I did my part is on them now.

"—What is happening Trektör?!"; Exclaim Amber but I ignore her "—Come with me now for our things or Die, Hop up My Silver Bunny there is no time to lose!".

I go up to Room 22 with Merzïry behind me and an annoyed Amber ranting words I don't understand; In the kitchen area I see Lorraine waiting in the bar with small box in her hands.

—Lory!, grab your belongings and gear up Fast, you have two minutes!.

She follows my command as I don't even wait for the scanners to confirm our identities, obliterating the doors into splinters to enter in our Bedrooms; Destroying in the process my clothes with the residual shockwave of Zöhår I use, and attaching my blue armor plates into my Fake Epidermis Suit as I take my backpacks and equip my weapons.

The hastiness of my actions somewhat are a silent hint to my "Friends", obeying without further ado; We leave our building, and I can barely believe to see Nisha and Queen Mireya with her Niece running with us.

In the trayect we are joined by Andára and Oriana, arriving to the entrance of our destination; Were Kim is waiting with those who live in the Eleventh Floor along Itzxuria, Questeriss, Carmorac and Citronella.

The Annoying attendant is not on duty; However, her replacement was ready to complain, but with one kick I pulverize her desk, shutting her up as I scream "—There is no time to explain why, but we need to form the Squad, Now!".

Irithessa is confused but her acceptance comes with a negative "—Sure, unfortunately, We can't, 21 one people are in a Squad, here are a few more, if you"…

Counting the attendant we are 24, so the answer is obvious; I interrupt Irithessa raising my hands in different directions, shooting two [Ionic Strikes], instantly killing the stupid guard who attacked me in the afternoon, as well as the current Attendant.

—Form the Squad, I don't want to kill all of you to spare you from whatever is coming.

Surely my tone is convincing enough for everyone to obey, positioning themselves in three triangles with an extra protuberance, emulating the silhouette of three pine trees.

Similar to the process of making a Party, the three leading figures touch their hands, Irithessa, Laiara and Questeriss, as the rest hold the shoulders of the person in front of them, being Marckza, Carmorac and Itzxuria the person in the Top position in relation with the Bottom.

The Zöhår and Vyåhö course through them, and is beautiful, the process finish and I take back my Rifle from Marckza as I give the Kinksters Backpack to Kim, and the other one to Merzïry.

"—T-Trektör"; Lory gives me the little box, inside there is a chocoflan with hazelnut bread bathed in vanilla mint essence and kirsch; I eat the dessert in a single bite, but for fast and rushed that this may seem, I enlarge the moment with Quelizt, feeling all the effort and care Lory put in preparing this.

—DIVINE, Is the most delicious meal I have ever had, thanks Lory…

{You can't be soft now Trektör}

—All of you are important for me, forgive me, but I am weak and I can pick one over other in other to save you, though I would have killed the Niece of Queen Mireya in orden for me to form part of the Squad?, No it would have been bad for the Bond and whatever… , Hold still, I will catch up before any of you can notice it…

I take a step back and the whirlwind from before appears, sucking inside my comrades, friends and potential lovers into a place that I hope is safer…