The Bell Tolls - TBT Act 2 - To The Pain

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Description: The trails of Rashid's missing friend stretch out further and further, deep into the heart of Sunshine City. Using the information given by Kolin, he joins the assault with Interpol and the Special Forces against the entrenched Shadaloo stronghold. Using a security code found in the flash drive, he is able to dive deep into one of the last known locations of his friend. There, he discovers the true intentions of those who are captured by Shadaloo... and encounters FANG, who is more than happy to inflict the worst kind of punishment upon the hero.


The facility was compromised, already getting infiltrated. It originally was a simple Shadaloo remote lab; A long time ago, the Sunshine City government had given preliminary approval for the start of a municipal subway system. About five months into construction, though, the project was cancelled for reasons not entirely clear. A humble three-story building is all that remains of the project's legacy, with the lab itself deep underneath. Charlie and his men were already slamming into the topside.

But fortunately, they spies.

The interior of the lab is nearly deserted; the manpower was down to a skeleton crew. Essentially, just a few guards escorting and overseeing desperate technicians trying to retrieve materials out of the Shadaloo Cloud. Even the tech was untouched; a few metallic coffins bound up, with a few already open and empty. Not all of them. A scientist was busy getting watch over by a single guard, and he hastily downloads some data files on a flash drive. He needed to hurry up. Charlie and his men wasn't alone.

And there was already signs that they were infiltrating far deeper than the soldiers.

He wanted to act quickly once he got the information, but common sense told Rashid he should not strike alone. This is no simple game anymore and Rashid realizes his life could be on the line, but it is worth it. Anything for a friend.

So he found the right time to make his own move. Working with Interpol allowed him to find out a strike that Charlie and his men were making on the lab that he was looking to break into. Charlie's group will provide a great distraction while Rashid himself planned to make a quick in and out in an attempt to find his friend and if lucky get her the hell out and be done with this once and for all.

His usual brighter garb has been traded in for black and dark purple, colors more easy to blend in the shadows as he moves about deeper into the lab. He has managed to avoid conflict so far, but at the same time no signs of where his friend might be. That is when he comes across the scientist and single guard. A guard that is quickly disposed of by a flurry of kicks and elbow strikes when Rashid made his presence known. "You, where are the other scientists here?" He isn't sure if the scientist in this case is a enemy or a prisoner so he keeps his guard up. "Quickly!"

It happens so fast.

The scientist doesn't even finish his upload when suddenly, swiftly, the guard is dispatched. The dark-skinned man stares in shock, looking through his glasses in terror. Scientists are many things in Shadaloo. But when Rashid asks him the question? "The other scientists?" The Indian man blurts out. "Most of them are gone! I- some are still getting stuff off their workstations!"

Above all, they are cowards.

The scientist hurries over to the guard. "I'm not- I'm not taking his weapon. He has the access cards; the guards have them." He continues. He's not resisting Rashid; he's even cooperating. "Interpol's here; you're- you're Interpol." That's what he chooses to believe. "I- I don't like it." The scientist mutters. "Interpol's upstairs, the plan is that nobody comes back, and they- they wanted us to come back to clear our workstations." The scientist pauses.

"Y-you won't let them kill me, will you?"

He sputters, as he swipes the card in the door, letting the main lab center exterior reveal itself behind the door. "I don't want to die, I- they are going to execute us. That's why the guards. That has to be why the guards. We're the loose end." The bespectacled scientist babbles, as he follows within... where there doesn't seem to be any of the scientists or guards.

"You'll let me surrender to Interpol, right?"

There was no intention to harm the scientist himself. It was at least the assumption that this man might be much like his friend and being held against his will. The way he babbles on about being killed off and being a 'loose end' only seems to prove that this assumption was right. Even so he is no fool and he keeps ready when the scientist goes to the guard and retrieves what seems like access keys.

"I am not Interpol, but they are here. And they will make sure you get out of here safe. I came here looking for my friend. Where might the other scientists be?" he asks while watching the man closely. He is making no move to let his guard down. Not right now.

He does follow, but keeps his distance as his eyes dart about. This place is still dangerous and he has dealt with enough weirdness lately so he is already a bit on edge. Add in the fact he is so close to saving his friend in his mind his heart is pounding faster by the moment.


The scientist seems realize something is off. "Okay, there should be- there should be people here. Or corpses." At least he was frank. There was a presence of foreboding, of fear. The scientist scrambles through the consoles, the workstations, anything, as the metal coffin in the center begins to light up. It was a trap. But for who? The scientist turns back to Rashid. "I'm... where is everybody-"

The fluttering of cloth.

The scientist stops short, as a bare hand slaps across his mouth. Behind him, is the towering, lean figure of a man, lanky and stretched in a purple qipao. The Chinese man has a pencil thin. The scientist is wide eyed, as the man takes his free hand, holding up two fingers to his lips, to give a shush. "Sssssh." Peering back at Rashid behind black glasses, there is a cruel smirk creasing his cheeks.

And then, chortling laughter.

"Mo ho ho!" Was the high pitched giggling. "Such rude presence, such cowardly sniveling!" There was a noted... emphasis towards Rashid, as he keeps his grip on the scientist. "Did you actually think that you could get help? Did you actually think you could get this far, without any consequence? Already, your Interpol allies are being torn apart by our agents; Interpol is merely PUPPETS ON STRINGS as we jerk and pull them along by two wires." The scientist breathes hard through his nose, looking back at Rashid. Pleading with his eyes. Help me. A familiar call, a familiar cry from scientists.

Help me Rashid.

It was too quiet. For all the chaos going on on the upper levels there shouldn't be this kind of silence below. Rashid is keeping himself alert, but it isn't enough. His focus is so much on his surroundings the scientist himself gets caught up by the man hiding in the shadows.

He turns about at the sound of laughter and he furrows his brow. Shit, he made a mistake. The scientist is an innocent as far as he knows and now he is right in the hands of someone that is more than likely dangerous. If he isn't he certainly talks a big game. "How interesting. Being called a coward by a man that hides behing one that cannot fight."

He has to be careful. The scientist could quickly become a casualty, but if he hesitates it could lead to the man losing his life. This is not his friend, but it is someone that needs to be saved. Someone who has suffered the same fate as his friend as far as he knows. "I am Rashid of the Turbulent wind. Let him go and face me. Unless it is you who is the coward."

The man sneers, at Rashid's defiance.

"Coward? Oh ho ho! I am a -genius-. If I wanted to, you could have been in my clutches. But someone like you deserves something a little more... personal." He pat pats on the scientists mouth, pinching the man's tongue between two fingers. Toying with it. "Turbulent wind... just a fart of hot air! But. I will let him go." He releases him, tucking his arms inside the sleeves, as he kicks the scientist at Rashid's feet.

"He is already dead, anyways."

The scientist tries to speak, tries to say something out loud. But opening his mouth, it's clear that the swelling. Blood comes soon, as the flesh sloughs off the tongue, spreading the toxins across his mouth. He's not dead, despite the strange man's words. But quickly, and yet, so painfully slowly, he was dying. Dying, as his body slowly decays and rots apart.

All as the stranger leers at Rashid.

"Oh, Rashid, tsk tsk tsk, you are simply terrible." He gives a sarcastic bow, a cruel smirk on the corner of his mouth. "And yes, yes, we can have our introductions. I am FANG, the ultimate Number 2 of Shadaloo. And you are merely a rich brat who stupidly has follow little ant trails to find a scientist. A different scientist. Alas, this is the end of your journey."

And he flashes two fingers up.

"You have 2 minutes, you know, before. Well, -we- have two minutes. Already, the Interpol is tearing itself apart. Already, a damnable outcomes is placed. Two outcomes. Either Interpol loses, and the facility self-destructs.... or Interpol wins, and the facility self destructs. I can't spare two seconds of babbling with you." And he snaps his fingers.

And the seal opens.

"Everything up to this point has been arranged, life, death, and yet, this is merely the second act." And FANG steps back, as a hiss of steam fills the room. A metallic form, vaguely looking like a Russian Wrestler, clad in steel reveals itself from the coffin. The scientist? Continues to choke, as his cheeks and lips begin to fall apart. Steadily. Slowly. FANG weaves betweens the clouds, two fingers up, beckoning, daring.
aunting Rashid, to make a difference.

That was all too easy. The scientist was thrown to Rashid's feet and then he sees it. The inability to speak. The way the tongue is falling apart and flesh is falling to t he ground as the toxin spreads. Rashid's eyes go wide. What kind of person could have such power? He has faced Tremor who was about to move earth about with ease. Even Rashid himself can control the wind in a way, but the ability to do something so grotesque with the greatest of ease?

"A coward and a monster." he murmurs quietly. He looks at the scientist with a look of helplessness. He could do nothing to save the man. All he could do is ease the pain in a way he can't. Is it an act of a murderer or an act of mercy when Rashid quickly twists about and delivers a kick with enough force to break the scientist's neck. "I'm sorry. There is nothing more I can do...." There ia a pause. His fists clench. "No, there is something."

Two minutes. Is that all there really is? Well then he will have to work quickly. Even deep down in the ground there is the faint forming of little wisps of wind. It is picking up as Rashid sets his jaw and he looks to FANG. The anger is prevalent. "Two minutes is more than enough time to make quick work of you." Small bits of debris kick about as Rashid falls into a fighting stance, the wind kicking up about him.

COMBATSYS: Rashid has started a fight here.

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Rashid           0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Rashid focuses on his next action.

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Rashid           0/-------/-------|

The mechanical figure stands fast, as Rashid releases the scientist from his agony.

Was FANG gone? Was he in the shadows? His shape almost disappears amongst the fog. And yet his gaze, his black lens felt ever present. Everything felt like it was shaking, rumbling. It was all an illusion, of course, right? And yet, the hiss and sparks come from the coffin, as the hulking metal form is fully released. If FANG was still around... would he expect to die? Rashid would not have to time to find out.

Because the machine was moving.

The hulking cyborg surges with psionic power, as the masculine form of the vague wrestler strides forward. It clumsily collides in with a table as it walks, almost a newborn as it finds its footing. It's cold mask locks on to Rashid, as it sends the workstation to the floor. Surging with Psycho Power, it hurls both of its arms together in the face of Rashid. Slamming them together, it falls to one knee, as it hurls out a blast of energy, low and slow at Rashid's foot. All with a cry out, a familiar technique. But the voice... A feminine, synthesized voice.

"Tiger... Shot."

COMBATSYS: Cyborg brings its battle systems online.

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Cyborg           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Rashid

COMBATSYS: Rashid dodges Cyborg's Tiger Shot.

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Cyborg           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Rashid

Rashid can be foolish at times, but some of the recent battles he has had made him realize there is a time to be serious. This is obviously one of those times. FANG seemed to just disappear back into the shadows and leave that strange giant machine left to deal with Rashid. Bonus? It isn't a robot raptor this time around he is facing.

There is just the fact FANG may still be around and look to strike too. Or is it just Rashid's paranoia in this case? FANG didn't seem like the type that wants to get blown up so he is probably already on the move. If this construct is destroyed in the explosion? So what? It can be rebuilt he figures.

It isn't so much the movements and the strike the robot looks to deliver, but the voice. One that makes him hesitate for a moment to where he is almost blasted away by the release of energy. Rashid manages to narrowly avoid it as he recovers and tries to tell himself he was hearing things.

He will have to get rid of this mechanical abomination if he is to escape and time is running out quickly. Forward he surges to close the distance, his body already moving as he spins about almost becoming a human whirlwind of multiple strikes looking to punish the bot and do some damage.

COMBATSYS: Rashid successfully hits Cyborg with Spinning Mixer.

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Cyborg           0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0           Rashid

It was time to be dead serious.

As the blast of energy comes, the stolen technique mingled with manufactured, extracted soul force, Rashid's agility swiftly overtakes the mechanized terror. As he slips around it, it barely has time to raise it's limbs as the first slam of whirling energy comes with the crash of his assault. While the first attack is deflected, the barrage tears open it's guard, knocking apart its armors as pieces of metal are ripped clean off. The cyborg staggers back, moaning in pain. Oil falls to the ground, as there is a flash of sparks as the metal shielding is pulled out, exposing the wires.

He might see the blood.

Blood, oozing out from the sheered metal and wires. The jolts surging back, as the effigy of a mask not changing. Drawing back it's leg, it's injured arms still oozing a mingling cocktail of blood and fluid, the cyborg thrusts it's leg up in the air, attempting to connect with Rashid's throat. The force would be enough to take it airborne, burning with soul energy. At the apex, again, it croons in that artifical voice, that staccaco vocoder rattling out loud as the purple-energy'd kick would come rioting back down, with a spiking drop kick.

"Yee.... eee... haaaaw..."

COMBATSYS: Rashid blocks Cyborg's High Noon.

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Cyborg           0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0           Rashid

He batters against the metal and things break. What he didn't expect is to see blood. Or was it just a fluid that looked like blood mixed with the other fluid that seems to be leaking from the damaged parts of the creature. He has no time to really take a closer look because he has more pressing matters given that the robot is striking back.

His throat isn't hit, but he gets his arm up and the force of the kick combined with the infused soul energy knock him back where he does a back flip to land a safe distance away. The voice again is familiar despite the robotic tone it has. It is feminine It is only his mind playing tricks on him.

Rashid keeps his distance this time as he goes for a low spinning kick. It would look like a sweep if he wasn't so far away. But it does kick up the wind a small little cyclone forms and sails forward to slam into the robotic monster he faces.

COMBATSYS: Cyborg blocks Rashid's Whirlwind Shot.

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Cyborg           1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0           Rashid

More blood now.

As it lands, the blood splatters at Rashid. IT was blood, clearly blood, mingled with the superheated fluid. It was a feminine voice; was this just a way to torment him? ANd yet, FANG knew he was RAshid. How? Why? What was he doing, other than buying time? As the Cyborg evens out, surging with Psycho Energy as it finishes the Cowgirl technique, the line of human and machine blurred.

It's more clear, when it blocks the blast of wind.

The whirlwind sheers more metal off, revealing the abomination underneath the arms. The bones are clear now; mingled with what looks like artifical, silicone muscles to support it; the metal and the bone seems almost forced together; meant to reinforce the body of the creature. Staggering backwards, the exposed abomination of flesh and steel revealed, the creature pauses. It looks down at it's arms... before almost being jolted back at Rashid. Methodically. It's mask unchanged, staring at him. Drawing back both arms, it leaps forward, unleashing a deadly overhead ax-handle blow, unleashing a 'click-clack' as it bursts off some more of it's metal at Rashid. But this machine was not simply a guard. Already, time was ticking, but it's becoming more obvious now. That maybe this wasn't a machine.

But another victim.

COMBATSYS: Rashid parries Cyborg's BFH!

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Cyborg           0/-------/=======|======-\-------\0           Rashid

Blood splatters on him and if he was in his usual white it would be more prevalent, but it covers him still. And the feel against bare skin makes him realize it isn't just some fluild looking like blood. This is more than a machine, but truly some sort of abomination. One that is getting exposed further with each hit he delivers.

Time ticks and he finds himself needing to flee, but the robot still stands and his attempts to flee would be hindered by it. He has to do something to put it down. At the same time seeing what is under the metal plates only makes it harder to do so. Much like the scientist he had to kill this seems to be someone who suffered a fate worse than him. The scientist he managed to end the pain swiftly, but this creature? Who knows how long it suffered.

It comes in as he leaps upwards and lands on the hands that are coming down in that axe-handle swing before he pushes off it to leap backwards. He seemingly lands on air and pushes off it to change directions again as he sails forward and looks to deliver a kick right to the face of the monster and put it down.

COMBATSYS: Rashid successfully hits Cyborg with Airborne Eagle Spike EX.

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Cyborg           1/----===/=======|=======\-------\1           Rashid

With the assault, there is no proper guard.

Finally, it ceases momentum, ceases everything as it doesn't even have time to recover. Almost instantly, Rashid is colliding straight into its face. There is a horrible crushing sound, as finally, the visage is sheered off. The face is knocked cleanly off, landing on a clatter on the ground by the wet smear of the dead scientist. And there, without it's mask, it's metal glare, it turns to stare at Rashid, as the blood and fluid gush from the open wound.

It's her face.

It's so obvious, despite the face the lower half, the jaw portion is missing, replaced with a block of wires. It's so obvious, despite the way the wires slip all the way up to her eyes, her nose, slipping behind and through. Because it's those eyes, that nothing could disguise or betray. And for a flicker, you could see it. That begin that mask... she could see Rashid. And recognize him. She could see him clearly, now.

AS the energy surges around her

Drawing out from her, milking the soul force from her. You could see the pain in her eyes, as she throatlessly tries to scream. But there is nothing. Only what the machine compels her to. She is a battery. A framework. The punishment for betrayal to the scientist. Not for just her. But for Rashid. Rashid could have been poisoned. But no, he had to suffer. And this was his suffering.

This was their torment.

"... K-kill you... Die...." She begins, repeating a phrase from a certain boxer as she flings out alternating lefts and right straight punches, hurling herself at Rashid. One. Two, Three, Four. She finishes with a final upper cut, as she finishes with that stilted voice, sadness in her eyes.

"No... way...."

COMBATSYS: Rashid blocks Cyborg's Crazy Buffalo.

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Cyborg           0/-------/----===|=======\=------\1           Rashid

Rashid lands gracefully on the ground and his demeanor remains unchanged. That is until the metal slips away and a face is shown. A face that despite all that has been done to it is one he would never be able to forget. Those the eyes that look at him in a pleading manner.

He hesitates and his heart drops. Things just seem to stop for a moment as he tries to process what he sees. His skin growing pale as he falters and drops his guard. "No......"

It can't be. This was never supposed to happen. Not only did he have to kill an innocent man to stop his suffering but now this strange monster he fights ends up being the one he came all this way to save. A slow death by FANG's poison at this point would be the preferred fate. "I...."

It is instinct that kicks in when she comes forward and starts to swing. Rashid would otherwise be a sitting duck, but his body almost seems to move on its own as he hops back and he moves his arms to deflect the swings as best he can. Why is he fighting back? Should he fight back? No, the look in those eyes. As much as it pains him he knows what he must do.

"I'm sorry.....I love you...." It is all he can muster to say as the wind picks up and grows stronger from the sorrow and rage Rashid feels right now. He feels helpless, but he knows what he must do. Another life put down, but at this point is she really alive? Tears fill his eyes as he gives a spin once more, this one releasing a larger whirlwind of wind like energy right towards what was once his friend. A violent wind looking to tear apart and end the suffering she must be feeling.

COMBATSYS: Cyborg Toughs Out Rashid's Ysaar!

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Cyborg           0/-------/=======|=------\-------\0           Rashid

Wordless cruelty.

Poison, the worst of it, could be so slow. But at least there would be hope. This was... hopeless. Shadaloo was forcing her to fight Rashid. If she won, then she would be crushed under the lab, two corpses forever under the rubble. And if Rashid won... he couldn't get her free. He couldn't let her escape. He would only have the knowledge that he dealt the coup de grace, and left her here as a tomb. Even if they had time... could they even rip her from the machine.

Even as the whirlwind assault comes, there is still the flicker of hope in her eyes.

She wanted to believe that Rashid could still save her. She wanted to believe that this wasn't the end. ANd yet, almost mindlessly, she forces through the whirlwind, her armor... her body forcing her. A puppet, on Shadaloo's strings. LIke the worst of the Violent mindwashing, but far more. This was the secret of the Cyborgs. The human component, to perfect the machine. As she forces through, more and more of her metal armor is peeled away, as she crushes through with inevitability. Those eyes could not cry anymore. And yet, as the last of the armored shell is peeled away, leaving only the mechanisms underneath, she struggles to respond, to tell him.

"Rashid... I... I... I lo...."

And she backflips.

Purple energy surging through her body, she spasms as she writhes in pain within the hydralics. Now, it was so clear to see the feminine form, or what was left of it. So much was oozing mechanical fluid and blood; the haphazard mingling might have been pruposely cruel just to ensure her last moments would be agony. She flings away, attempting to rake her foot across Rashid as she vaults away, aiming to land on one of the desks, crushing it under her weight.

There is distant shouting of pain.

Looks like Interpol and Shadaloo is reaching their conclusion, as FANG said.

The two minutes were nearly up.

COMBATSYS: Cyborg successfully hits Rashid with Scarlet Terror.
Grazing Hit

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Cyborg           0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0           Rashid

He wanted to save her. He wanted the time to somehow find a way to seperate her from the abomination she is now part of. Yet deep down he knows there is little he can do other than end her pain. He looked to make it quick like he did with the scientist that was suffering from the poison that was eating away at him.

But the creature pushes forward. She still moves and to hear that voice try to speak in reply to him just hurts even more. He can barely register the sounds going on around him. The time is coming to and end and he may just be buried here, but at least he would be with her. Maybe this is his punishment for not acting sooner. For taking his time in his searches and not being more serious.

She lashes out as he leaps backwards, that foot raking across his chest, but not landing fully and tearing away at clothing and creating wounds across his chest. He can barely feel the pain from it. He is almost completely numb at this point. " don't want me to stay do you?" He finally says.

If he dies here he could not avenge her. He could not make sure Shadaloo would be destroyed so no one else would have to suffer like her. "I will go. I promise to make you proud."

He can't fight back tears as he surges forward. He looks to leap forward and surge right into her with a powerful kick that looks to just plow right through what is left and destroy the creation and put an end to her suffering. He won't die here. He will just keep going if he bursts through and escape.

COMBATSYS: Rashid successfully hits Cyborg with Eagle Spike.

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Cyborg           0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0           Rashid

It wanted to kill him

That was her final torment. Watching her go through the motions, puppets on the string, forced to do what she never imagined herself doing. Forcing her to hurt him. To try and kill him. That it what the system, the HitBit drive was compelling her. She was just a battery, a vessel. But there was only one reason for this punishment.

For daring to stand up to Shadaloo.

As the final kick comes, as he drives through her, he is heading towards the door. And her body... lurches. Chases after him, heading to the door. She was falling, not charging, falling. There is an explosion. And everything shudders. She reaches the door, as every suddenly surges down. But she stops at the door. Holding it. Gripping it. Not to hurt him.

But to hold up the ceiling.

The construct holds it's hands up on a single beam, keeping the whole of the floor above up. Already, it was crushing, bisecting around. The floor above... was collapsing. and yet, at the door frame, it is the strongest. It's a long hallway down, past the last workstations. And yet, the skull, the woman peers with sad eyes. Already, it was writhing; it was trying to pursue Rashid, trying to kill him still. But in a last, desperate act of defiance, it... made itself stuck. And she stares, as the force of the lab comes down, as she stands in place. "Rashid... please... I... I am..."

"... Thank you... for... trying..."

Those are her last words, as the ceiling caves in around her, as the last of her body gives out.

COMBATSYS: Cyborg has suffered catastrophic damage and fallen offline.

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He is quick, but Rashid isn't sure if he is quick enough to escape at this point. He is in deep and the place already seems to be caving in. Not only that the creature still stands somehow. It is slow though. Too slow to catch him, but in the end she manages to defy her programming and buy Rashid some time.

He just keeps running. He can't look back or hesitate even when he hears things come crashing down behind him. He moves swiftly as those final words stick in his head. Trying just didn't feel like enough. He should have been able to do so much more. All the training and testing himself against stronger opponents for what? He still couldn't save the one person he really wanted to. He couldn't save anyone but himself this night and that just makes him sick.

What is moments feels like hours as he dodges and weaves his way out of the base. One finally leap lets him see the cloudy night sky as he comes tumbling out and keeps going so not to be hit by any falling debris. Tired and out of breath he makes it to an alleyway and slumps over into a heap where he tries to catch his breath and keep from losing it entirely.

He doesn't even know what to fully do with himself right now. He needs to clear his head, but that is easier said than done. Shadaloo.....FANG.....those names are forever burned into his memory. He has to find a way to stop them so this won't happen again. He manages to pull out his phone which somehow managed to remain undamaged through all the chaos and he makes a call.

"Azam, my friend......we have a lot of work to do."

COMBATSYS: Rashid easily escapes Cyborg's Rocks Fall, Everybody Dies!

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COMBATSYS: Rashid has ended the fight here.

Log created on 13:10:41 09/06/2018 by FANG, and last modified on 17:37:32 09/08/2018.