Chapter 62 Where's Zoey?

The slight smile on her face dropped and her expression became solemn, "Our secret alliance, one we are not to share with anyone is The Dawn Pavilion."

Ryan took a step back and thought, 'There's no way this person is telling the tru-.'

"You are correct," Izzy said, putting away her scythe.

"What!" Ryan shouted while widening his eyes. "That's impossible you were going to attack them!"

"No, we weren't. It was an attack on the BCN," Velmuuth responded.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Ryan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"No. The BCN is the main revenue source for the Holy Alliance, the Dawn Pavilion gets nothing. The Dawn Pavilion might look on friendly terms with the Holy Alliance on the outside, but it couldn't be further from the truth."

Frowning, Ryan asked, "Zoey is this true?"

Lizzy began laughing, her light ocean blue hair highlighted even more by her dark black robe swaying side to side.

Izzy joined in the laughter, her flaming red hair and flaming red dress rippling in the light wind.

Emily rewrapped her towel, her neon green hair covering her eyes, "Your so silly, Ryan!"

"She left," Lizzy said, after seeing Ryan's puzzled look.

Ryan turned to Lizzy. Most of the time, she didn't say much, but when she talked, Ryan always listened. "Who left?" Ryan asked, looking around in bewilderment.

"I'm assuming you're talking about the bunny girl. She left," Emily stated manner-of-factly.

"She's right there. What do you mean?" Ryan said, pointing behind him.

The group of women all stared at where Ryan was pointing, except…

"Ryan, there's no one there," Emily said while clinging to him.

Frowning, Ryan turned around slowly, only to see that the space where he was pointing was absent of any bunny or girl.

'I feel her in that direction, though.' Injecting energy into his eyes, Ryan enhanced his vision 2x, 5x, 10x. As he was reaching his limit, he jolted and started running. "Looks like we got ourselves a battle!"

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"Subject one is in sight, prepare the camouflage device," said a ripped, black-painted face female commander sporting hairy arms and equally hairy knuckles. A KW insignia adorned her uniform.

A highly skilled younger officer stood at mock attention, her black leather military boots planted firmly on the ground, "Commander is that really necessary?" she asked. "The subject is only an F-Ranked human. He's not going to be able to detect us," pointedly, touching her blade sheathed on her hip.

"Protocol is protocol, soldier," replied the hairy commander.

"He's just a pawn for us to use," grumbled the young officer, not mincing her obvious disgust.

"Be that as it may, he's the only man on Ravier who can cultivate. Besides, he's got an even more important identity," the hairy commander barked.

"I know, I know," sighed the young officer. "Every time we talk about this, you say, 'we've been waiting for thousands of years for an opportunity to take them over completely.'"

The young officer kicked the ground, dust covering the top of her polished boots, "I just don't understand why we need a man in order to take them over."

"That's none of your conc-." The hairy commander cut off her sentence as her whole body tensed. "Someone's approaching," she pointed to the skyline, making sure the young officer also looked into the distance.

"It's that bunny girl he was with; she works at the Dawn Pavilion. Do you think she recognized subject one?" the young officer turned from the figure in the distance and looked to the commander for answers.

"Are you stupid?" the hairy commander rolled her eyes, taking a momentary break from watching her approaching opponent. "With the number of transplants that snake-thing Dr. Rubenstein did to him, only his mother could recognize him." "And that's the point."

Seeing Zoey only 100 feet from their camouflage barrier, the commander released her D-Rank aura and attacked.

Zoey didn't notice the attack until too late.

The commander sprung out of a bush like a panther and struck, landing a devastating blow to Zoey's abdomen, sending her sprawling to the ground.

Zoey clawed at the dirt, gasping for breath, trying to get up, but a hairy fist cracked against her jaw. The punch left her reeling, spitting teeth. Digging into the ground with her feet, Zoey propelled herself away from the hairy attacker and started to use her best asset, speed.

Dancing side to side, Zoey weaved and dodged the ugly commander's lightning blows. After a few seconds of dodging, she started grinning and playing with the commander. But right when her guard was lowered, her second hidden attacker struck.

The young officer came from behind, her fists knotted up, and launched a pair of brutal strokes.

Zoey landed a lucky blow and dazed the hairy officer, but the distraction caused by the young officer was too much and a massive fist impacted against Zoey's temple, sending her sprawling.

Lying on the ground, Zoey's face lit up in a smile as she spits out her blood between her broken teeth, saying, "You'll never be able to kill him. He's too strong."

"Kill him? Oh no, no, no. We'd never do that," The young officer said, kicking her, laughing as she watched Zoey double over in pain.

Zoey spewed vomit from her red lips as the young officer's boots drove into her guts.

The young officer continued kicking until she felt a pressure bear down on her, causing her leg to halt mid-air.

"You dare harm my woman!" Ryan let out a bestial roar, like a lion roaring its rage.

"Allow me to take the hairy one," Velmuuth said running up behind Ryan and looking at Lizzy and Izzy. However, seeing them looking at Ryan she tilted her head, 'Why does it seem like he's in charge?'

"Ryan what should we do?" Izzy asked. "Which one do you want us to take?"

"Neither. Girls, take care of Zoey, don't let her die." His voice grew cold, harsh, and stony with years of hate, "There are some things that I've forgotten. But I know one thing is true. Today, I've got some humans to kill."