90 The sacrifice Part 3

The high-pressure air cut through the cage-like it was butter. Though all it would take was a single push to open the cage. Desmond didn't do that yet because once he did he would have to fight off the three guards watching the cages.

Desmond knew he needed to silence the three guards before they noticed him and called for help. It would be a difficult thing to do for a normal person, but Desmond had a simple solution. Reaching outside his cage Desmond picked up a pile of loose dirt.

He clasped the dirt with both hands and began to mold it into three spiked balls.

Desmond had a simple plan in mind, by using the shape earth spell Desmond could create weapons to silently dispatch of the guards. Without the guards around Desmond was free to burrow underground the building and escape without having to fight a large crowd of people by himself.

As for the people left behind they would have to continue the ritual without him. Until Desmond could get the DCPD to bring an army of their own. Desmond wasn't planning on calling the DCPD because it was the right thing to do, but because he wanted revenge. There were far too many people for Desmond to handle the way he was now. So, he decided to stick to his code and run like a bitch in the face of danger.

Letting someone else fight his battles for him brought Desmond just as much satisfaction as if he did it himself. Desmond had no honor he always thought it was an excuse people used so no one would think they were stupid when they get killed.

With his weapons in hand, Desmond waited for his opportunity to strike. The ritual was still going, thundering voices and strong wind filled the building. As Desmond waited for his chance, it finally came when the guard closest to him walked towards the other two guards to Desmond's left. His large body blocked the view of the other two guards. With Desmond already crouched down low he was in a good position to kill those three guards.

Seizing the opportunity Desmond used his arms, crawled out of the cage of his cage and planed to quickly dispatch the three guards in one swift motion, but in that critical moment, he found that he couldn't properly turn his body or feel his legs.

At the worst time, possible Desmond had just realized just how badly hurt he was when he got hit by that car. He had minor fracture's on his bones, but the worst thing was that his spine was dislocated. Most people would be fucked over by such an injury, but Desmond just needed time to put it back in place, time that Desmond did not have.

The noise Desmond made when he pushed open the cage didn't go unnoticed, the sound of the cage door hitting the floor was tinny. Barley noticeable amongst everything else going on in the building but was loud enough to make one of the three guards glance over.

Shock was plastered on his face when he witnessed Desmond sneaking out of his cage.

"How did you get out" the guards abrupt shouting made the other two guards turn around to witness Desmond as well.

With things quickly spiraling out of control Desmond pushed past his disability to silence the guards. Desmond forced his body in an upright position, infused the spiked stone balls in his hands with mana making them much more deadly than normal when he launched them in the air.

The guards only saw blurry things rushing at them or nothing at all. Desmond threw the balls using the spell gust making the balls move faster and hit harder. The training Desmond had been doing for almost 2 years paid off when he saw part of one of the guard's heads explode.

The other two couldn't think about the sudden death of their partner because they were equally fucked. Blood spilled out like water as the guard that was standing in the middle knelt in a pool of his own blood that was quickly forming underneath him. His throat had been completely smashed, the spiked stone ball was spiraling when it was thrown, so it was lodged in his throat wrapped tightly in his flesh.

He tried to stop the bleeding by clasping his throat tightly, but it was a futile attempt. If he didn't die of blood loss then he would have died from a lack of air or choking on his own blood.

The other guy didn't fare any better he died practically instantly, the stone ball crushed his chest and shot out through his back. The tree of them died quickly, seeing how pathetically easy those three died made Desmond more thankful for the kind of body he possessed.

Desmond didn't spare any time to morn over the lives of the three he killed. Not because he lost all respect for human life yet, but because Desmond wasn't going to waste his time on that when he knows he should be escaping.

Sparing no time Desmond turned a deft ear to the other captured people and started to dig. The dirt spread apart easily at first, but became harder to shift the further he dug down.

Everything was going smoothly the howling wind helped conceal Desmond's actions as he burrowed underground. The other prisoners pleaded with Desmond to take them with him, but Desmond would never take such a risk. He could barley ensure his own escape having other people around to alert the guards would help no one, but the purifiers.

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So, Desmond continued to ignore the other prisoners and when the whole was big enough for him to fit he collapsed the tunnel's entrance. Making his stance on taking anyone else with him clear.

The faces of the other prisoners were filled with dismay as they witnessed their best chance at escaping leave without saying a word to them. The well being of the prisoners was the last thing on Desmond's mind as he tunneled underground to freedom.