Deploy Chapter 2

DEPLOY (2)

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"Burn out the day

Burn out the night

I can't see no reason to put up a fight

I'm livin' for givin' the devil his due"

As flames started to erupt beneath her, she moaned as the smoke made its way through her nostrils. It smelt of sulfur, burning flesh and suffocating smoke that smelt like rotting feces. She could even smell the sweat and the scream of the people below, emanating from the flames itself, wherever they are. The screams are dislocated, like the inhuman tone singing with the cultists above. She fell on her knees. Her mind gave in to fear and fatigue. The last thing she saw was a shadow, a very big one. Red eyes glowed, illuminating in the darkness. It was slowly approaching.

Blackshot had just finished applying his war paint. It just seemed too...stupid since his armor is capable of cloaking him from view. He watched from above; the small computer installed on his left bracer rang. He lifted it into view and read a few information about his mission and his enemies.

"Cult of the Black Poseidon...I'm not sure why you're trying to summon the Pacific Lords Legionnaires, but I'm gonna stop you right there." He muttered as he grabbed the machete from his back. He jumped from the treetops and landed on the back of one of the cultists and he rammed the pointed edge against the cultist's spine without mercy. A blood curdling scream escaped from his lips as Blackshot twisted it.