Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-25582638-20160319051419

Summary (hopefully this is enough): - Runners attacked the VPD reinforcements. Lyndsey, with the help of Flagg, are currently destroying them.

- It was mentioned that destroying the enemies’ command center could end this mess.

Oliver found the enemies’ plan and sent it to Nacoma. He has the USB containing all (maybe) of the details regarding the Hounds spread in Vale and VPD.

- Enemies are losing ground. --- The leader of the operations gritted his teeth as he watched the robots quickly dwindling in numbers. Though they have people deployed in the scene, they were too few to go against the factions’ manpower combined. Still, the scale of operation is enough for them to examine some of their enemies’ battle tactics, their original goal, which will be done at the headquarters. However, the leader didn't really like this idea because he wanted to win. This is taking so long to eliminate their enemies and take control of the government, the lifelong goal of some of the founders after being formed and damned to be used in the Great War.

They committed more robots over human resources because the latter is their real asset. Their tech, however, is more geared towards more information gathering due to their supposed position as a support and backup to the VPD and other allied organizations after the paramilitary was restructured.

Grudgingly acknowledging that they're vividly losing the battle, the leader ordered to retreat back to the headquarters, moving the command center, disguised as a cargo truck, to go along the flow of the road filled with cars and civilians walking along the sidewalks and over the bridges before moving to a less crowded road, unaware that their route was already discovered.

Earlier before these things happened, a woman, donning BOB's Exosuit, watched Oliver took the vehicle she was using earlier to transport the Hounds. Afterwards, she wordlessly walked away but not before inputting a code on a Scroll which then displays the word “SAFETY RELEASED”

Almost reaching zero percent Aura levels, the bomb attached on the Hounds' neck beeped three times rapidly before series of explosions as strong as a C4 occurred, serving as a finishing blows to the now expired people of the Black Hounds. They've already fulfilled their purpose. And the Black Hounds see no benefit to keep purposeless and worthless people. - As Casper unwillingly evacuated with the non-combatant individuals, the butler peeked outside through the broken window. Even his suit is stained, his Semblance prevented it from accumulating damages from the Dropper. There are few Thorns and Atlesian Knight-200s remaining. Though the situation is improving and turning to a peace-keeping sweep, his facial expression betrayed no relief of this and kept his thoughts to himself.

“Perhaps.” He responded to Rowtag with a tired sigh. “We'll send to all of you the blueprint of Zirnitra as soon as possible. Also, you (all factions) are free to take command of our remaining paramilitary forces. We shall also provide their personal databases to you. Please be careful on your way back.” With all that said to the leaders/representatives of the factions, Ardon picked up a thin, long shard of glass on the floor. After his Semblance made it sturdier, he threw it out towards a pair of Thorns chasing after a policeman. It was enough to slice the speed-based robots into halves. --- Brunhilde maintained her smile.

“Sadly, you're not totally right about that.” the young woman chuckled. “After all, she's the reason why this place is still standing.”

She paused for a moment then gently blew on the glass to make it foggy. “It would be rather bad if her father activate the last switch of the bomb installed in this base.” as she began to draw something on the fogged glass, Todeskralle's index claw is present which let out a weak noise as it dragged along the glass. “He's such a cold soldier to let the enemies live on but he will be also cold if he sacrifices one of his own children. He chose the more sinful choice that caused many lives. Perhaps that may include your friends in the future.”

This is also Cyzarine's fault. Killing her would be a shortcut to end the war. Or result to worst, unspoken consequences.

“Oh, pardon me. I got carried away.” Hilda's smile didn't waver but her hand stopped moving after she finished drawing a pawn. “Unfortunately for you, you have very interesting connections. It also goes the same to your parents. Having you here may cause...... fluctuations somewhere in Vale (underground). That'll be interesting to see after this war.”

Suddenly, a the claw hit the fading pawn's head so strong that it dented the glass.

“I need you to keep my cousin alive 'til she expires in three days. We cannot spare more people anymore to guard prisoners. And after that,”

This time, there was no longer a trace of expression upon Brunhilde's face.

“Kill her. And then you're free to go back to your normal life. How does that sounds to you?”