“I hope you’re ready Keth!” called out Alfran as they watched their foes close in on them.
“I dunno,” replied Alfran as he backed into Keth. “At least that way I would’ve been guaranteed survival.”
Keth laughed, “Very funny Mr. Scorpion.”
They tensed up, ready for the battle to begin, when Alfran noticed a shimmering from one of the ground floor booths, two levels up from the pit. It looked as though the air around it was being displaced… Someone, or something was there.
Before he could warn his friend, the thing dropped down into the pit. A fall from that height should have broken it’s bones but all that Alfran could hear from the impact was a muffled thud, and a startled grunt from one of their combatants.
The man clutched his chest, and his face started to turn blue. Froth appeared from the corner of his mouth and blood started to seep out of his eyes. Poison. Before long the man was laying on the floor, dead. And the thing that was behind that displacement field revealed itself to them.
Suddenly it dawned on Alfran. He knew exactly who this woman was. Assassin, murderer, villain, monster.
“Not Shaela. The dancer you impersonated.”
Sage produced a small cube to Alfran, and he gasped. She was offering him her ‘Kill-switch’, usually a gesture reserved for San’Dreki couples, yet this was no romantic offering.
“You have two choices steward. You take this cube, and trust me. Or I kill you, your friend, and everyone else down here, and disappear again.”
Alfran reached for the cube and recoiled at the last second. “What about the third choice? I take that cube, and I activate the kill-switch.”
“Then you will die. Make your choice, before I make it for you.”
Alfran turned to Sage once more, anger rising as he considers her motives. “How do I know this isn’t just some sort of elaborate gambit of yours? Cooked up by Korv!”
“Because Korv plans to destroy your people!” Sage snapped.
Alfran could see the truth in her eyes, he didn’t like it, and he still didn’t trust her, but he had no choice. Alfran snatched the cube from Sage and absorbed it into his skin, storing it into a secure hard-drive protected by a firewall. This was to protect himself from her trying to take over his neural-system.
“Fine! Get into place, and don’t make me regret this!”
Alfran just shoved the Scorpion aside and smiled. He was never one to believe in a glorious death, but if he was, this would definitely have all the makings of one.
A calmness rushed over Sage as she prepared to kill once more. This time however, the deaths meant more than padding her credit balance. This time, she had a purpose, and she meant to see this through to the end.