The Assassin (Part 2)
Shaela obliged, and charged the assassin, roaring in fury as she unleashed a flurry of brutal yet reckless attacks. Sage side-stepped the first attack, blocked the second and spun away from the third before striking with her tail – it was only instinct that saved Shaela, she turned her body at just the last moment and a blow that was meant to sever her spinal cord just grazed her along her shoulder blade.
The nanites that were inside her Helsian tattoo went to work, shocking her with electricity to close up the wound. She cursed herself for being a fool, she allowed her emotions to get the better of her. Was she really that surprised that Korv had planned this, that his actions earlier in the evening were all just a ruse? But to try and kill Leyva as well, that was what really tipped the scales.
“I’ll consider that a free hit, are you ready to fight now?” mocked the San’Dreki.
Shaela just nodded and this time it was Sage he attacked. She feigned with her tail, Shaela cautious not to look at it, for risk of becoming entranced. Before connecting Shaela with her fist, a solid blow to her ribcage. Shaela heard a few of her bones crack – a rare thing to happen to Helsian bone, the womans hand must have been made of metal.
Having a weapon she couldn’t look at while it tried to kill you was a hard task, but she had trained for such things, deep within the Helsian mines where there was no light. She focused her efforts on the woman’s eyes, careful to close her own when she tried to lure her with her tail.
She was a tremendous fighter, every attack that Shaela launched she was able to defend. There was only one thing left she could think to do, she didn’t think that she could defeat her in a stand-up fight. Shaela charged forward once more in a frontal assault. Sage smiled as she approached, sensing victory. As Shaela neared she lashed out with her tail.
Something deep within Shaela burst free those last moments. She picked up speed as she was in mid-air, turning in to fragments of Sky-Shard dust and materializing just in front of Sage, her iron-hard fist connected with the woman’s face. She felt a mix of bones breaking and metal buckling under the shear force of her blow.
She hadn’t thought anything about it. But now it felt as if it were on fire, a wave of nausea passed through Shaela and she stumbled.
“Poison-Ducts in the tail, a fairly cheap implant but rarely used.” Sage laughed. Shaela closed in on the dying San’Dreki and brought her foot down on to the assassin’s skull, ending her life. As she stood there, the dead woman’s body disintegrated and blew away in to the wind.
Shaela tried to turn around but the poison coursing through her veins caused her to collapse. She looked up one last time to her friend, smiled and thought to herself at least Leyva is safe, before her vision blurred and the darkness claimed her.