The last part of this confusing plot was somewhat bitter sweet to the young revolutionary. He had no quarries about executing the soldiers as they had chosen their path but now he did not actually know why he was feeling this way and it was kind of bothering him with akin to that of the feeling of guilt but he had lost that feeling when it came to those that broke the law. He had no issues taking out the people who chose to fight against what he stood for and that was what these ruffians were doing. He ran and noticed that remnants of their blood continued to remain his clothes. He knew that in death hopefully they would find peace and with that he continued on moving away from the thoughts that attempted to haunt him. He still had work to do and figured that thinking on taking the lives of filth would only distract him from his mission. His silver hair was now tinged with red and caught perfectly from the light of the sun. Things finally seemed to be going his way in the world and this was just further proof that if he continued on the path that he was going he would one day be able to take over the mission that his group had been assigned to. He heard a sharp ruffling from the bushes and knew to be cautious as he could feel that he was in fact not alone. Things never got to be this easy. 

The ruffling of the thick underbrush was getting louder and louder and making Frank all the more paranoid. He knew he had company but could not pinpoint the location that they would be approaching for. Currently he was on the ground close to the brush of the grass on the floor of the forest using it as perfect cover even though it somewhat clashed with the clothes that he was wearing. He would deal with them should they decide to go ahead and show themselves but as time progressed nothing seemed like it was going to happen then in the same moment that he would be laying there so he got up. The ruffling of the leaves that got him all suspicious had all but ceased and now he was even more paranoid but it would be the better idea to go ahead and continue on with his investigation of the arena area instead of staying here like a sitting duck. He continued his trek and within a matter of seconds using his wings that were not open but still allowing air to flow around him and guide his movement, he would make it to the clearing that gave way to the arena. He looked around and heard nothing which would normally be a good sign but in this world silence was the easiest way for you to get taken out. It gave way to a peace that was more than likely too good to be true and Frank knew this. 

He approached his destination listening for any hint of trouble but yet it appeared as if he was all alone. He felt like  this was a bad idea but he made a promise to the people of the village to continue to fight for them and figure out a way to save them from the fate that they were put into by the randoms that did this. He walked and then in seconds he was surrounded. They moved like the wind coming one out of the trees while the others would use this as a distraction to appear from the woods taking only the time that it took to exit as their window of opportunity to mask the sounds of their movement. They were dressed in the same gear as the last batch of soldiers that he had managed to take down but it was something far more off that Frank could tell just by looking at their demeanor. They appeared to be very more calculated than the others that he had fought. Their eyes were covered in visor type devices and they already had their swords out and were ready to strike. Frank understood their message. They had no ties and felt no reason to waste time as he could easily tell their message based on how they were currently carrying themselves. He quickly unsheathed his sword and prepared for the fight that would no doubt be coming. They were all away from him in nice increment of about 10 meters away from his body so in terms of reach his sword had the better of the four. 

The fight was on as the first of the pack of soldiers charged at Frank. His proximity in relation the location that Frank had was on the left side of his body but Frank held contact on all of them using the corners of his eyes. He figured they would not try to attack him all at once given the small distances between them but he could never tell when it came to those who wished to stop him from fighting the good fight. In the moment that it took for solider to foolishly run at him, he would increase the speed at which he was able to move while simultaneously using to other skills that he knew would be completely useful within this type of fight. The first one would be shadow box if not for the usefulness of the effective skill then for the ability to handle this type of intrusion quick so he could get back to the task at hand. The second skill was that of his bounce skill. These three that he activated would prove their worth now. The solider was on going for a traditional stab to the torso of Frank.  Using the effectiveness of his bounce skill, Frank would parry the strike with his blade then in that same movement strike the solider directly in the chest. A non-fatal wound yes but one that no doubt take him out of the fight. The other two combatants would move in on Frank at the same time but Frank was ready. 

The other two came from opposite sides of Frank’s body hoping to ambush him as the came right when he took out their companion. He waited until they got into his comfort zone before using his wings to glide him out of reach of the strikes that were attempting to land. In the motion that they missed in, Frank would use another of his skills with one being his tap dance maneuver aimed at the soldier that was flanking him from the left. Using the momentum of the kick landing on the soldier and the ability of his known as jasmine, Frank would redirect his body with his sword out and spin at the throat of the other soldier in a manner that neither of them would be able to react and move in time enough to get out of the way and avoid was about to happen to them. The blade sailed like a Frisbee through the throat of the other soldier while the first one was kicked and landed on the ground with a nice thud. Both of the attacking soldiers were out and dead while the first one that attempted to stop him was on the ground still clutching his wound. Frank was glad that this was done because he was getting pretty tired of having to fight these goons that provided no real enticement for him. It was getting kind of boring but he wasn’t doing it for the thrill but more for the health of the village. 

Stamina: 140/250

A whistle in the air got his attention and was the only way that he was able to avoid the next thing to happen as without that he would have taken a chain ball to the back. He looked back and saw a man in gladiator armor spinning a ball and chain. The guy had a pistol on his side with a saber in his other less dominant hand. He was not appearing to be pleased about his men being taken down and with a flick of his wrist threw the ball and chain once more at Frank’s current position. Frank parried out of the way with his wings now deployed and his skills still being used. He knew that this guy would be damn near impossible to get to with that ball and chain having the reach that it did. He knew that he would have to work on taking that out of the equation otherwise this fight would not be winnable. Frank got in a defensive stance but began gliding to the gladiator attempting to bait the man who had his ball back on the chain. He threw it forward and at that moment Frank was able to see his opening. The ball of the weapon was far too heavy for him to parry so the best thing that he could do to win was focus on the chain of the weapon which is what he was doing. As the ball came forward, Frank would use his skill Backlash” in order to redirect the ball of the chain long enough for him to glide beside it while sticking his sword in the strongest part of it to get it from retracting. His sword was strong enough that by the time the stress of the weapon caused it to break he would already have one. The gladiator saw through this ruse and dropped the weapon quickly shuffling and grabbing for his pistol while having the sword ready to strike. Frank saw the drop as an opening and used the reach of his arms to guide the sword out of its makeshift lock. The gladiator aimed the pistol with an oncoming Frank and was prepared to fire but was caught off guard by the now circular movement of the revolutionary. Frank kept this movement getting closer and closer before it was too late. Using his shadow box and bounce skills as the backups, Frank would strike the gladiator in his throat and again lower closer to his lungs doing the best to make use of the same instance so that the gladiator could not respond. Frank saw the guy bleed and made his way to the only solider of the group left alive. Gripping the man by the throat Frank would torture him until he got the answers that he wanted. He knew his next destination. 
Stamina:80/250

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