"One down, five to go! Why don't you all come out and make this easier for me?" A voice called out mockingly from the rooftops above them .
"Take this annoyance out immediately we don't have time to waste on this . " After Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan spoke the two men not holding onto Liang Jian Amal started to powderize the rooftops of any of the buildings in sight from where they were .
The two men holding onto Liang Jian Amal started to drag him to the right opposite to where the men were shooting . Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan followed a few steps behind them as they made their way to where the vehicles had been . After destroying a number of the buildings around them they caught up to the group footing it .
They stayed close to the edges of the buildings as they moved, the men keeping a cautious eye for the rooftop shooter in case he hadn't died . They made their way quickly and quietly through the streets, meeting no confrontation along the way .
Advertisement'Did they really kill you Erol?' As he wondered that sorrowfully Liang Jian Amal felt the man on his left loosen his grip .
When the man hit the ground face first he noticed a small throwing knife stuck out of the back of his skull, embedded up to the hilt . Liang Jian Amal used the moment to pull the knife from his belt and using his weight he pulled the man on his right down . With the momentum he brought the knife quickly into the throat of the man .
The man stared at him wide-eyed clutching his throat choking, he had still been expecting him to be under the effect of the flashbang .
Liang Jian Amal stood and calmly faced his uncle standing in the shadow of two building with the two men behind him; their weapons trained on him .
"I can't let you leave here or succeed with your plans Uncle . "
"That's really not up to you . Any of it . A pity I had wanted to take you alive as a present to slaughter in if front of Ya Abi, but I will have to settle with just your corpse . The only child of his favorite offspring . I will enjoy the look on his face just as much . "
"Kill him . " Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan stood back stroking his beard as he waited for them to dispose of him .
"Ahhh!"
A sudden war cry came from the rooftop as a young man came plunging down onto one of the men, a small knife in his hands . As he took down the one man Liang Jian Amal rushed the other armed man .
This man was more aware after the other attacks and managed to land a few strikes in with his own knife before he managed to cut his throat as well . Erol smirked at him, having already finished the other man and held Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan still with his saber to his throat .
"Were you waiting for me to just do everything?"
"No I had my own plan in mind, but I do appreciate the help . " Liang Jian Amal wiped the blood from the cut at the corner of his mouth tightening his grip on his knife as he walked towards his uncle .
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Warning reached the palace just before the small force arrived . Chang helped Miray and Dinara seal all the front doors and pile furniture barricades in front of them . The doors and walls were fairly sturdy but they weren't meant to last through sieges .
The once sturdy doorways had been removed from the main gateway which had been a large part of the palace's old defense system .
"Do you think this will be enough?" Chang worriedly looked at the other two as the moved a large cabinet .
Miray looked down concentrated on her actions, fear written all over her face .
Dinara huffed as she moved the heavy wooden piece, "It's going to have to be . "
Chapter end
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