Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-24857097-20160313001737

Oliver was running away from the battlefield to get to the police station. The information Casper gave him proved to be much more important than staying behind to assist fighting off the opposition.

He exited to the back of the building, far away from the main fighting and saw an unnoccupied vehicle most likely belonging to the attackers. He let out a cheeky grin and took the opportunity to hijack the thing.

He drove off a good distance before there was a beeping noise. He stopped over to an alley so he can find the source. It was a piece of tech in the back. He checked it out and found something that would turn the battle into their favor. He took out his Scroll and recorded everything before sending it to Nacoma. Whatever it was, he turned it off later as a precaution before going his merry way.

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The small army of cops got out of their vehicles and prepared for combat against the fanatics. They knew they were outmatched against the opposition on a technological scale, but if they play their tactics right, they could probably win this fight. These fanatics were beyond saving, deadly force was authorized.

"Spread out! Move cover to cover, don't stop moving!" One of the officers shouted.

Lyndsey's team fired their weapons while moving to avoid the deadly slashes from the dual swords. These guys meant business and their armor is intimidating. But that was all it was, intimidation. The special ammo they were using made slow but steady work against the enemy's armor, but even then, they had Aura to punch through. It wasn't going to be a problem. They were tired of being pushed around, and that mindset alone encouraged them to fight almost as if they were fully graduated Huntsmen.

Alas they weren't, but the increasingly frustrated enemy kept widly coming towards the cops as they moved around like mosquitoes trying to avoid being smashed into a pulp.

"What's the matter? Can't hit your target for your master?" Lyndsey taunted. The guy kept muttering about doing something for their master as she dodged each attack and fired her shotgun in kind.

As predicted, it pissed off the guy even more as he shouted something inchoerent, but it worked in her team's favor as they continued to move like butterflies and sting like bees.