TRAILING SHADOWS

The female one looked rather familiar with her h.i.p.s and bust. Towards the road was another scene as guards, lightning guards wearing white leather armor that crackled with electricity once in a while began to advance towards them.

"You called them?" Niniola gasped just as Sunday returned with Ibiyemi and set her down, standing with Niniola.

"No, you just created a nuisance here. And from the likes of it, these guards are here to deal with you in respect to the laws of thunder. So, I wonder, how you would fare when surrounded by Enemies on every side."

Kalagar said, shrugging as he bit into the drumstick again, his tongue smacking his lips to show how much he was enjoying it.

"Ugh! I can't believe this." Niniola said, shaking her head in dismay.

What was with this supposed Lightning Sage and his laissez faire attitude to all that was going on? It was almost as if he was enjoying all of this like he was watching a stage opera while chewing on barbeque as a means to keep his mouth busy just as his eyes were, already.

And to be honest, it was sickening. All of it. She just needed to get Sunday to the deployment zone and be done with this once and for all. Because, for all she cared, neither Tayo nor Ibiyemi had any rights to claim friendship with either her or Sunday.

Infact, even Ibiyemi, she was beginning to doubt her. Perhaps she had an hidden agenda... 

Yes, she definitely had. The fact that she had not shown her true colors like the idiotic Tayo did not mean she didn't have her venom still. 

And as far as she, Niniola was concerned, it was only a matter of time before the true Ibiyemi would be revealed.

And for that to come true, she had to make sure... Make absolutely sure that she was done and gone with Sunday.

The mission had only a day and some hours left to complete. 

And if Sunday failed it...

No, she couldn't think of that. Not now...

Especially not now.

"Hahahaha... The heir to the house is aiding and abetting the bounties for capture. How disloyal?" The female Mercenary crackled, while her white overall coat, button from the top to the hip swayed in the rise of oppressive energies from all around.

Upon hearing the voice, Ibiyemi's eyes widened. She knew who that was and the very memory of it sent chills down her spine.

What was Elisa doing here?

"Elisa?" She asked, unsure whether it was her. 

"Yes..." The female mercenary chuckled, tilting her head back so that she could sway her black curly hair. 

She had a hat on, brown in color, the rim of it having a cheetah's fur. Her face is covered by the plastic mask which bears the emblem of the BlueMoon Mercenary Alliance House on, at the forehead. The emblem being a moon with three stars in form of a triangle around the top of it.

She was pretty much the same, voluptuous h.i.p.s and inviting bust, all sitting perfectly well on her athletic build. Her voice remained alluring, almost sing song in a way that one could almost get talked out of opposing her by the mere sound of her voice.

It was that soothing and enticing at the same time.

But this time, the usual feminine aura that engulfed Elisa on a usual day was absent. this time, her whole form seemed to be an embodiment of rage, rage so fierce that Ibiyemi could sniff it out despite the mask covering her face.

The time when she had been bested.

"No, Elisa. I cannot let you guys have Sunday. He is my friend and not just some bounty." She gesticulated towards Sunday as she daringly took a step towards Elisa, in the diagonal direction of The Lightning Sage.

"Watch your step, Heir to the House. If I were you, I would take no step further." Elias thick voice boomed out as he stepped out from behind Elisa, almost as if he split from her body.

Seeing this, Ibiyemi's eyes widened... How was that possible? 

He simply waltzed out of her. Not that he was staying behind her. If he was, she was sure, she would have detected him.

However, unlike Elisa, Elias was more composed and as a result, the bloodthirsty aura of Elisa was absent in him.

Similarly, Elias was dressed the same way except that for his hat, he simply had an all black hat while white flay trousers covered his lower half, the same as Elisa, their boots been gold sprinkled as well.

"Ibiyemi..." Sunday called, his eyes squeezed as he took note of everything, forcing himself to ignore the cracking of bones from Kalagar, The Lightning Sage.

"Don't worry, Sunday." Ibiyemi looked over shoulders. "I said I will protect you. And that I will." 

"Really?" Kalagar chuckled, bending over to pick another stick of barbequed meat. "I suppose you two have lost appetite for the meal so I can just eat your shares. Anyways, can you imagine what you say, Heir to the House?" Kalagar asked Ibiyemi, poinginh the meat stuck at her.

She turned, and so did the others do. Even the Mercenary hunted turned his way. They were perplexed to what the Lightning Sage was all about to. 

However deep down, they all prayed to whoever that he be not involved in it. 

By this time, the Lightning guards had reached the teens but made no advancement as they stared at their Prime and leader in anticipation.

However, while all that continued in silence and anticipation, Niniola's mind was racing. She looked to the far end, seeing that Tayo was still not gone. And this time, those Assassins were by his side.

From the looks of it, they seemed to be talking to him about joining in. She was not sure but the hesitation on Tayo's face seemed to give that away.

Still, seeing that made Niniola rethink her stand. Why didn't Tayo just join in immediately

 He seemed to be refusing their words...

Until, one of them put a sword to the neck of Tayo and the other a sword to his stomach while the Shield guy stood in front of him.

They were forcing him? 

Niniola's eyes flashed..

But why?

"Heir to the house, can you really keep your words when you are attacked by three of your own?" Kalagar mentioned, pointing his meat to the hozion border.

"Three?" Ibiyemi frowned, her purple eye flashing. 

"W-what three?"