"Major Primula, Execute Order Thirty-Seven" The man repeated, the words triggering the control mechanism that the talaz lagaarian engineer had installed into her. She could see her reflection in the window, the eyes of the lass turning a crimson hue as she slowly shifted and started to move toward the plaza in front of the headquarters were the rally of worried citizens had gathered.
It had all been a ploy of the man, to instigate a protest rally among the citizen of Era. It was a peaceful protest, part of why the knights stationed at the headquarters were willing to overlook their activities till one of their superiors arrived to diffuse the situation.
Yet they had not expected what would transpire next. The doorway leading into the headquarters opened to reveal the Major, her gaze focused on the crowd in front of her.
"Order Thirty-Seven has been engaged-" The robot's voice seemed to shake for a moment, as if something was trying to wrest control back.
"please... stop me!"
The knights looked in bewilderment at her, a reaction shared by the equally confused civilians. One of the knights clearly was starting to notice the trouble that was brewing and attempted to gently grab a hold of her shoulder, yet what followed was something nobody expected:
The armored lass shifted her body, a sudden swing of her arm being accompanied by the activation of her darksaber which tore straight through the knight! For a moment it seemed like time froze as the knight's torso was severed from his lower-body, and yet the moment his corpse collapsed onto the ground chaos broke out.
"Do not resist."
"Please!"
One of the civilians screamed in a fit of pure terror, trying to turn around and run away from the plaza but Primula raised her free hand, the blaster in it charging up at the back of the fleeing woman. A sudden surge of energy was expelled from the weapon, the attack causing a small localized explosion which briefly shrouded the area in a cloud of smoke, and in hindsight it might had been better if the smoke never cleared, for the gory sight of the poor civilian's scorched body only served to make the small crowd even more petrified as they hurled themselves onto the ground screaming between pleas for mercy and for someone to save them.
"Do not try to flee."
"Stop Me!"
a slow step forward was made as she declared firmly. "By authorization of the Magic Council Order Thirty-Seven is now in progress. Resistance is futile, your cooperation is appreciated till General Saturn is eliminated."
The robotic tone clearly suggested something was wrong, and by the time reinforcements would come they would see that the stationed knights were all slaughtered around Primula who idly had been waiting for Saturn's arrival.
"If you can't stop me...
then please...
destroy me."
today a shadow loomed over Era...
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