Judy charged at him with a kick and he ducked. The leg bended down immediately and hit his neck. He fell down, saw his chance and landed a low swooping kick to throw her off balance. She was shaken but gained her balance back.
This time as she raised her leg for another kick, he pulled her other leg, making her slam down on her stomach as she protect her head. She groaned. He took control immediately, holding her hands tightly while getting on one knee dug into her back.
"More of a kicker, I see-"
A kick came from the back. He too fell down. She laughed before landing her next blows. The next minutes, they fought and fought.
He soon tried to focus. He realised how his energy was just being drained. He realized how her eyes now seeked her weapons. He turned the boot screw once, in a second, dashed to the doorway, plucked out her blade from the diorway and slammed the door shut while blocking the door knob with her blade. He rushed outside. He did not look back. He made his escape fast.
He sighed in relief as he stepped outside. The cool wind before the rain seemed to comfort him.
"Finally," He whispered. Bad move. The smallest of sounds are the most audible in the silence of a dead night.
Flinns turned back and looked at him with shock and horror and confusion. His eyes searched for the lady too, Asher noticed.
The rain started. Flinns charged towards him.
This time, he didn't do much.
He raised his leg to turn the screw. This time, however, he pulled out the lock—a small blade that held he screw from uncoiling immediately. This blade tripped only with impact.
Asher awaited, his left feet hovering a few inches over the ground, ready to kick.
Now.
Poor Flinns, even though he had seen the kick coming, he had never guessed with what force. Flinns flew and slammed the ground hard and passed out. Asher started rotating his feet. He had used the spring system far too much tonight. His feet felt a heat from the sole of the boot. It hurts.
He slowly approached the body while drenched in rain and Jeremy's blood.
I might have aimed your heart. Hope I didn't shatter it.
He picked up Flinns and carried him like a princess. He noticed the tree outside the gate. It was nice and climb-able one indeed.
He walked towards the tree, occasionally sliding on the wet ground. It was dark. The rainclouds had hidden the moon.
He gently rested the body on the tree. He looked at Flinn's face for a moment.
He then disappeared into the darkness.
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Judy looked at the half-alive body that had been left by Asher. She checked for any information that could be later used by the police. She removed every possible clues and then left the body.
She climbed down the stairs and reached outside. Rain. How very unpredictable, the weather, she thought. She hadn't brought a umbrella.
Soaking in the rain, she went for the exit. She saw Flinns unconscious body by the tree. She gave a bitter smile.
You were supposed to die by the river.
She had already poisoned him before leaving for the mission. It was an order. He was said to be useless. And useless recruits are killed by the ones bring them to the organization. She had chosen him, months ago. Now, she had killed him. He would soon die in his unconsciousness. However she had planned to have him die while returning from the mission. This was somewhat different. But she had no energy to make it right.
She left in a hurry.