The Maniacal General With His Crazy System

Averill and Laura ate their fill in silence, no civilians bothered them due to the influence of Averill's Magical Powers, yet the ones hidden in the darkness went away to report what they had seen and felt. All in all, Averill had it easy and was amused whilst gazing at those in the darkness roaming around like blind humans that couldn't see the path forward.

After having eaten, Averill leaned forward towards Laura, closely gazing at her face. Her clothes were old, and the stench of dried blood was oozing of her. Averill raised his right arm and then pointed towards her, and then like a magic trick, her clothes changed into something cleaner and prettier and the stench of blood was removed; and the odour of fresh flowers replaced it.

"This is better." Averill smiled before leaning back on the chair as he continued to gaze at Laura, his eyes were trying to catch any changes in her face, he wanted to observe her to understand her.

Laura did sense something go through her, it felt rather warm and comfortable. She saw her ragged and tattered clothes change into a white dress that she felt comfortable in, and the smell which seemed to be engraved into her body had also vanished. But even whilst being happy about this, her face was still solemnly gazing at Averill, Laura wouldn't let him see a weakness in her.

"If this is better for you, then I will not complain." Laura tried her best to stay calm and never change her expression in front of him.

But contrary to what Laura thought, Averill had still managed to see the changes in the never-changing expression of Laura. Because no matter how little the muscles of her face moved, the glints in her eyes changed and showed different emotions.

'She is good at forcing herself to not show external emotion. Yet she is still lacking.' Averill thought to himself, he knew that she was holding back because she is afraid.

As Averill didn't enjoy stalling stuff, his lips parted ways as his voice sounded out in a mocking tone. "What is the point of being scared? Though, what are you afraid of? Are you perhaps afraid of the ones who's hunting you, or maybe are you frightened of me?" Averill couldn't help but to tease and mock her as the smile on his face brightened.

Laura couldn't help it any longer and gritted her teeth so hard that her teeth cracked, the pain she felt was something she was familiar with, so she didn't care about it. "You think I am afraid?!"

"If not afraid, what are you then?" Averill asked in a slightly deeper tone than usual as his eyes also narrowed slightly. 'This is good, she is finally reacting without thinking… Let me see the true you.' Averill was of course doing this on purpose, he didn't want to wait for weeks to find more about her, rather than waiting he would actively search for the answers he was seeking.

When Laura heard him say that, she couldn't help but to clench her fists, the claws on her hands appeared as she glared into Averill's eyes piercingly. "So what then! Even if I am afraid, I will not allow them to capture me! I will not return to that place; I will be free! Even if I have to kill them all, I will do so. And… if you stand in my path, I will fight you for my freedom…!" Laura's voice was rather loud and the tone she was using was sharp and gave hints of authority.

The only response Averill gave was a small shrug as he looked at her like an idiot. The two of them went silent once again for a few seconds before Averill broke the silence as Laura was still staring at him. "I don't care what you want to do or if you are afraid of something. You still have uses for me, till then, you will not be allowed to run away. Though, if you think you can escape or defeat me; please fight me for your precious freedom. But let me tell you this; even if a caged bird gets released, the bird is still locked in a room. The freedom you speak of is only a mere illusion of what you see and wish for."

This left Laura dumb-founded for a while, she couldn't help but to think of what Averill had just said. She fell into her own thoughts for a few seconds before her thoughts cleared up.

Meanwhile in another dimension, a man woke up after sleeping. But he was rather confused over one thing, he wasn't in his own room any longer, he was in another place, there was no land or sea, he was floating in space. And far above him were stars shining down upon him.

"Huh, such a weird dream." The man shook his head, he was wearing a blue pyjama with black stripes and the one thing that made him look unique was his bald head.

[Greetings human, I am the System of Unyielding and you have trespassed in the realm of my Host. For I am not in command, I will not be able to send you back to your world, only my Host can do that. Therefore, I will suggest you stand still till my Host will return to this place and send you back.] A monotone mechanical voice sounded out in the void.

The bald man shrugged as he gazed around with interest and curiosity which he hasn't shown for a long time.

Whilst these things were happening, Averill continued to look at Laura who needed time to clear her mind and think a plan for herself. But whilst his eyes were gazing at her, his mind was occupied on other thoughts, since the moment he had gained his consciousness when arriving on this planet, he felt something was missing, but he couldn't tell what was missing.

Yet Averill had still managed to get a few hints so far, he had noticed that his right hand would twitch whenever his mind was feeling something was missing. That hint alone would leave a good idea for what Averill might feel is missing. 'Perhaps a weapon… But it could be anything else too.' Averill shook his head before standing up from the chair

And when Averill stood up, Laura stood up instinctively too. "We're going back to our place, it seems like they still need a little bit of time before they will attack us." A grin appeared on Averill's face as he grabbed onto Laura before flying towards the Avengers Tower. 'I am expecting a good show from you guys…!' Averill's aura was oozing out of him, it made tremors in the air.