Kiltering Mayhem-Chapter 85: Slight Deviation From The Original Route.

Assessing my injuries after receiving the discharge of this different type of Wild Electrons, I can discern that I am basically half naked, as well as superficially wounded with multiple burns that are already almost healed thanks to the outstanding prowess I have over the [Molecular Realignment].

—My Lord...

—My Master...

""—Can we execute her?"".

The question sounds more like a one sided demand, two sided or three sided on this case if I count Blondlanda, even if she cannot talk; The bloodshot eyes of Yolanda, her Contracted Partner and Xoulsey are extremely sexy in this angered state.

{I must really have something wrong going on inside of my head; Is not the time to be thinking on how attractive are the women around me, though, they look really sensual with this overprotective and aggressive disposition}

—First I have a doubt Ladies, Do we fail the "Precept", if we kill Q’Waray?, Or anyone in our Team dies; I mean, we are not a "Party" if there is only five of us, Right?.

I turn around to observe Marckza, seeking her support on this subject; Who is more composed and less volatile than the rest of my Party Members, or that was my initial impression, as her glowing emerald eyes contain a single constricted slit pupil, so in truth, she is as fired up as the rest of us.

{Could it be the Environment itself affecting us?, Or something else?... , Didn’t Q’Waray say she doesn’t make mistakes?... , I don’t want to excuse her, But could someone tamper with her orientation?}

The words I pronounce win me some time to finalize completely the healing process, as I analyze further what I have in mind.

{Nariann mentioned something about being capable of seeing Illusions, that is how she managed to enter in the Eleventh Floor along Xoulsey and their companions back on Aiottaralc; It must be possible to fake an area for the senses of someone else too, Or I am crazy to even consider this option?}

"—You are correct Drïekvïer"; Acknowledge Marckza, having her predatorial eyes locked on Q’Waray while inflicts more strength on her suppression hold to contain Nisha’s body, making the latter whine out of pain, forcing the Thaigrin Felinaid Young Lady to calm herself down.

"—Let them go"; I order to Marckza, Yolanda and Blondlanda, they follow my command but Xoulsey doesn’t seem likely to give up on this matter, keeping her arm up towards Q’Waray.

It is pretty obvious to me the reason, the Monochromatic Beauty doesn’t want Q’Waray to go out of this situation without consequences as a happy camper, and she won’t.

Placing my right hand on Xoulsey’s shoulder, I feel how tense are her muscles, I gently squish them to assure her, and she finally stops aiming her hand filled with her distinctive Cyan Zöhår at Q’Waray, dissipating the energetic Ammunition loaded in her palm.

As soon as this happens I lift my left hand and fire a lightning bolt of reddened magenta Wild Electrons towards the stomach of Q’Waray, pushing her back almost ten meters, landing over the rusty road, contorting in pain and screaming loudly at the intromission of this different type of Electrons.

I turn around and walk towards Nisha, closing the distance and striking her with a lightning bolt of Normal Electrons, she whimpers and crunches at the aggression, gritting her teeth and refraining herself from pouncing at me.

—It is prohibited to cause any kind of aggression towards another Member of our Party; I made myself Clear?.

—Yes Drïekvïer...

—Yes My Lord...

—Yes My Master...

Marckza, Yolanda and Xoulsey reply in sequence, followed by the nodding of Blondlanda, she cannot talk, but she can communicate and understand us.

—""Yes Trektör"".

Say Q’Waray and Nisha simultaneously, both are angered at me, but is obvious for them that if I wanted to truly harm the pair, I would not have employed a simple discharge of Electrons.

—Tell us what is on your mind Q’Waray, if your "I don’t make mistakes" is like my "I don’t tell lies", I can only think on the possibility of someone tampering with your perception...

At my suggestion Q’Waray goes completely enraged "—That dishonorable opportunistic Brat!"; The scream is not at me or Nisha, if not to someone else, ranting for a few moments in a language I don’t understand.

"—Focus Q’Waray!"; Demands Nisha, obtaining from the former a glare capable of kill a weak Individual just from the impression.

Nisha is ready to give another go against Q’Waray, but Marckza puts her hand over the head of the Thaigrin Felinaid Young Lady, inflicting enough pressure with her fingers for the tigress to back off, losing any combative thought still present inside of her mind.

—Erase that smuggling smile from your face Q’Waray, and answer already...

No matter how serious and calm I may look in the eyes of others when I speak, because is pretty damn obvious that I would not mind punishing Q’Waray again for no reason at all, and any fault she commits right now is just a dumb unnecessary excuse.

"—Is plausible that I was targeted by a member of an enemy Species"; Reveals Q’Waray with precaution.

Nisha immediately is about to lash out, but more pressure on Marckza’s grip prevents any irrelevant phrase from the Thaigrin Felinaid Young Lady.

"—This action can lead to accidents"; Say Yolanda with flat voice, though, her voice can occult her fury completely "—We should talk with an Advisor as soon as we leave this Incrusted Debris"...

"—The authorities of The Ôwrïn’Ykrt Academy won’t interfere on this subject, even if we inform about it"; Q’Waray words almost provoke the Not Twins and Xoulsey to blast her with Cyan Zöhår, as their hands are coated with energy once again.

"—Is how it is"; Say Q’Waray with a sigh that only angers her morre "—This particular situation doesn’t count as an attack, even if the responsible is caught, at most, the behavior would be considered as a harmless prank"...

—Basically is your fault for falling for this trick.

Marckza statement is so on point that Q’Waray goes silent, as her sight is lowered, nodding slowly in acceptance.

{Whoever was the responsible, Is going to learn to not mess with me}

—Well, In the end we reach a place that has exactly what we were looking for, Isn’t that correct Q’Waray?.

—It... , *Sigh*, It is Trektör...

—Let’s stay in this Incrusted Debris a little longer then, we can leave when our supplies fall under 60%, or if we determine that nothing else is valuable here...

"—My Master"; Calls for me Xoulsey "—I see movement over the hills".

A caravan formed for what it looks like a bunch of old and oxide pickup trucks is advancing in our direction, carrying three to five people per vehicle.

They are being tailored by a large horde of creatures that resemble floating brown starfishes with a single massive yellow eerie eye in the center of their silhouette, shooting constantly a small Amber energetic ammunition from their weird starfish shaped pupil.

—"""Peepers""".

Say Q’Waray, Nisha and Marckza with seriousness and a hint of preoccupation; And the "Why" of their reactions is obvious when one person of those vehicles finally lands a hit with his rifle; As the bullet is completely stopped by an energetic protection surrounding the bodies of this Peepers.

{Is not a [Zöhår Membrane], this type of defense looks more like the [Plasmatic Shielding] I saw around the Incrusted Debris while scaping from the Mudrain of Bismuthic Amalgamation in Clarattoia}

"—We need to run"; Express Yolanda, and no one question her; Even Q’Waray moves to grab her containers; But Blondlanda grab one of the containers with her left hand and lift up Q’Waray as a bag of cement with her right arm.

Yolanda does the same action with the second container, carrying Xoulsey over her shoulder to sprint in the same direction as the vehicles are heading, as is probable that a settlement or shelter is at the end of the road.

Nisha, Marckza and Myself are running too, the two ladies are shooting [Ionic Strikes] to deactivate the [Plasmatic Shielding] of the Peepers, as I employ [Vwöölth] ammunition to instantly pierce their ethereal protection, killing more than one if they are lined up during my attacks.

{Isn’t this too easy?, Why are we fleeing?}

The bodies of the deceased Peepers are rapidly turn into ashes, but the remaining Nûrkxz and the eyes that weren’t destroyed during our offensive are picked up and consumed by the other Peepers, strengthening their lines with each take down we manage to make.

{*Argh!*, This annoying tendency of cannibalize their comrades is so disgusting and enraging!; Is like practice, consistency and discipline is meaningless in the face of this creatures}

The vehicles finally reach us, but instead of just pass near us, some of the drivers of this transports signal us to jump in the back part of their trucks, slowing down their speed and allowing us to enter in the cargo area, facilitating the elimination of more Peepers, as Xoulsey and Q’Waray can use Zöhår to snatch the Nûrkxz before they are swallowed by our pursuers.

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