MOTH INTO FLAME

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📌 EAST CASTLE, SHARANG LAKE

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Back to Eastern Castle.

Jack had just asked Meyrlion to bring him back to his place after Rhys Grebella left. And now they come back with a bag full of strange stuff.

Meyrlion feels so curious but tries as hard as he could not show his true feelings. He wants to ask many things.

Jack senses his true intense and offers him a pack of a clove cigarette.

Meyrlion looks happy. He received them with a wide smile. He had forgotten his curiosity.

"Here's Your ammo, Tyas. Make good use of it and don't waste it too much, okay?" Jack said while stroking her hair.

"Okay, Papa" Tyas receive her share.

"So Brother, what is our strategy?" Jack asks Meyrlion. He also ignites a bar of a cigarette. "I have none slightest idea about how the enemy will make their move."

Meyrlion blows his smoke.

"So do I, Jack." Meyrlion answers.

"We Are ready to counter their assault if they try to take advantage of their number. Rhys' team will do their job." Meyrlion blows his smoke again.

"Let's find fresh air, Brother. Smoking would not feel too good in a closed space.,"

Both of them walk to the west veranda, a place where they could see the lake along with the west castle.

The cold air of the night greets them.

The black sky full of stars. Jack and Meyrlion stargazing for a while.

Some shooting star looks moving in the sky.

Another bigger ones in red looks moving so fast toward the west direction. It falls slower than any other shooting stars.

"Hey Bro, why do that star moving into the royal castle of the west?" Jack asks while his finger points into a direction. "Isn't the king there?"

Meyrlion paid his attention to Jack and quickly found the object that Jack mentioned before. His senses work immediately and in a second give a danger perception.

Instead of looking like a shooting star, it looks like a fireball with a long jet tail. That was not a true star. It gave an eerie vibe that makes Meyrlion shudder.

"No way!" He whispers. His eyes widened. But his face turns into gloomy. "It's a black magic attack!"

"What? black magic?"

Jack couldn't understand the situation. He blows his smoke like a train.

"This is bad!" Meyrlion shouts.

His index finger raises and pointed to that object. "Disintegrated!" Meyrlion whispers.

BOOM!

The fake shooting star exploded in the air. For a moment, the pitch black sky feels like daylight. Then a shock wave appears after the explosion over. The high pressure of air hit everything below.

The shock waves bounced off Tyas, Jack, and Meyrlion. Jack fall to the ground while Myerlion still stood.

"Fuck, it's hurt" Jack cursed. He tried to get up.

"That pseudo fireball is very dangerous, Jack. If it hit the target, the victim will blow up or he will suffer for various poisonous material penetrated his body. It's really a wicked attack."

Meyrlion chuckled. "Looks like they force us to do same long-distance battle, Jack."

"Can you pinpoint the exact location of each of them, Bro?"

"Sure. But I can not go there, I must deal with their long-distance attack before they hit the royal castle."

"Then I'll go."

"What's your plan, Jack?" Meyrlion asks with a dumbfounded face.

"Once you had their exact location, teleport me there, and I'll clean them for you. Give me ten seconds to deal with them, then teleport me back. We can do this repeatedly, Bro, Until no one remains."

"I got it." Meyrlion smiles. "I'll leave the cleaning service to you, Jack. Left no one alive, they are all too dangerous."

"Give me a moment to prepare, Bro." Jack smile childishly. He doesn't care how dangerous it is, as long as he could play his silly game, a shooting game!

In this world, no one will blame him for shooting someone right in their head, moreover enemies. What a perfect game.

Jack equip himself with two pistols. Those are the semiautomatic gun, Beretta M9 with 9mm bullets and 30-round detachable box magazine. This time Jack has readied with an air suppressor each and lengthen his M9 up too few inches.

Jack also armed himself with two karambit knife. A knife which resembles tiger claw. Someone at his orphanage taught him how to use it.

This knife is especially useful for self-defense—the grip rests in the hand so perfectly that it is very difficult to disarm anyone holding one. And, well, when you've got two of them, you are no less dangerous than a tiger itself.

He also changes his attire into 1976's lightweight Tropical Combat Dress Number 9, a common pattern used by the military unit from countries of south-east-Asian. That one he found in laboratory warehouse, in the military join section. He really had none idea what the reason that stuff exists in scientific research warehouse.

In the past, there was an incident occurred, it's a terrorist attack. Nearly fifteen staff killed by those bastards. But none of Human Right institution voiced their objection to the death of those scientists, even less mourning about the dead soldiers.

Ironically, they speak louder about the captive terrorist being tortured. No one could confirm the validity of their argument. Even Jack feels that those guys really pro in hoax news spreading.

Those made Jack somehow angry and lose his trust in those `good guys`. He guesses that those Human Right institutions are full with a bunch of hypocrites who afraid of losing some financial support on their so-called institutions.

Therefore, Jack feels so emotional while picking these attire. This is his way to express his opinion, supporting the late hero and his fellow scientist.

Jack though this time are no different. Only terrorist mindset would capable to plan and executed such a wicked attack. They do not differ from those were in Jack's previous world. And deserve to be clean up from the game of life.

"Bro, I am ready," Jack said with solemn. "Tyas, you stay here, protect Papa Meyrlion, Kyra and the others, understood ?"

She nods.

Meyrlion looks at Jack with a very wide smile. Inwardly he will laugh at Jack's attire, but something in the air has caught his attention.

It's another fireball!

Once again he points his right finger to the fireball, "Disintegrated !" He shouted.

BOOM!

"Ready now, Jack. Go get them, tiger!" Myerlion shouted again to Jack and thrown him into a circle of light which suddenly appears out of nowhere.

"Fuck! Don't throw me, bro!" Jack cursed.

His voice is no longer heard. He disappears along with the magical Sigel of teleportation.

Meyrlion laughs whole heartily while protecting Tyas in his arm. The shock wave has thrown off their body to the corner.

Meyrlion igniting a bar of the cigarette to release something in his mind then laughed "Come back safely, bro. Ten seconds is already too long to clean them up."