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(Part 001)
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General Chadwick and Corporal Hurent rush down the prison's corridors, turning left and right, going up several flights of stairs while five thousand exosuit-wearing troopers follow them.
"Contact lost with Lieutenant Samuel!" Hurent says. She checks her heads-up display and grimaces. "His life signs are erratic. He must have taken one hell of a hit!"
The distant sounds of thunder, caused by Belial and Lucifer's battle, suddenly goes quiet. Corporal Hurent's heart leaps into her throat as she imagines the worst.
"Sounds like someone won." Chadwick growls. "Let's hope it was our girl and not the other one!"
Directly behind the two humans, a minotaur wearing enchanted golden armor follows them, his greataxe held at the ready. Yamir, the head chef for Jason and Phoebe Hiro, readies himself for battle while shooting glances at both of the humans before him.
"You said that Lieutenant Samuel was injured?"
Chadwick nods. "According to his T-REX's sensors, the battle hasn't moved any closer to him, but his suit integrity has fallen below fifty percent."
"When we arrive, I will hold the line." Yamir says. "The rest of you should take Samuel and Belial, and flee. I will hold Gressil back."
"Don't be ridiculous," Chadwick snaps, shooting a quick glance behind himself while he runs. "If something happens to you, who will feed humanity's Hero and greatest inventor? You just make sure to keep up with the rest of us."
Yamir nods. "I will do as you command."
Two minutes later, the human army rounds the final corner. They screech to a halt upon arriving at Samuel's unconscious figure, but their eyes flick several hundred meters ahead, where, in the darkness, they observe Belial and Gressil in some sort of strange standoff. Gressil's second head gazes at her, its third eye faintly glowing red in the darkness. The two Emperors stare at each other silently, without moving, as if having some sort of unseen battle of the eyes.
One of the troopers raises his gun, but Chadwick pulls it back down. "Wait! We can't shoot Gressil, not with Belial between us and him. We might hit her in the crossfire."
The trooper frowns. "What are they doing, commander? It looks like they're just... staring at each other."
"How in the damnation should I know?" Chadwick sputters. "You know demons! There's probably some crazy magic bullshit going on. Let's not interfere unless it looks like Belial needs our help."
Hurent drops to one knee. She motions to a pair of Clinicians, then gestures toward Samuel's motionless body. "Fix this fellow up, then get him warped back to the Core!"
"Yes, Corporal!"
After confirming Samuel hasn't suffered any grievous injuries, the human army teleports him back to the Core, then returns to full alert, keeping all of their eyes locked on the Emperor of Chaos.
After five minutes, Chadwick begins to grind his teeth.
"What in the god-damn are those two doing? Are they trying to intimidate each other? I've never seen anything like it."
Corporal Hurent raises a sniper rifle and takes aim at Gressil's head. "General. I'm fully confident I can land a hit on the prison warden without hitting Belial. Permission to take the shot?"
"You might be confident, but I'm not..." Chadwick mutters. "If we hit Belial, she won't be able to use her healing magic to patch herself up. You know how important she is to Phoebe."
Hurent keeps the barrel of her rifle trained on Gressil's head. "Mmm. Alright. I'll wait for movement, then. In the meantime-"
"AAAAAAHHH!!"
Gressil's second head suddenly screams with enough rage to scare the piss out of every human present. Corporal Hurent involuntarily flinches and squeezes the trigger, releasing a gauss round that rockets down the corridor at the speed of sound. Due to her fright, she screws up her aim, and the bullet whizzes harmlessly past Gressil's head, sending a sonic boom pulsing down the hallway with a loud crack!
"Hurent!" Chadwick shouts.
"Sorry! That scream scared the crap out of me!" Hurent apologizes.
At the same time, all hell breaks loose. Belial's fist snaps forward and blasts Lucifer's head, sending the Emperor of Chaos flying backward. An instant after her punch connects, Belial kicks off the floor and dashes after her opponent, opting to send a punch downward into Gressil's abdomen.
THUMP!!
Belial punches the Emperor of Chaos with all her strength, shattering over a dozen bones in his chest and battering him into the floor. Half a second later, she unloads another violent flurry of punches at the entombed prison warden, each blow crashing against his body to inflict terrible amounts of pain.
Boom-boom-boom!
Belial punches, kicks, and batters Gressil and Lucifer with the fury of an enraged widow. Each strike carries the full hatred she's accumulated over many eons, including all of the blame she once placed on herself for Satan's death.
"IT WAS YOU WHO KILLED HIM!" Belial roars. "I'LL RIP YOU TO FUCKING SHREDS, LUCIFER!!"
Unable to access her transformation magic, Belial can't change her fingers into claws to more easily slice into Gressil's abdomen, but she still manages to forcibly impale her fingers into his flesh and rip out huge chunks.
"Aaargh!" Lucifer screams. "Get off me, whore!"
The Emperor of Providence charges up an attack from her third eye, but the moment it fires, Belial shifts her entire body weight to the side, dodges the blast, and follows up with a vicious punch right to Lucifer's face.
THUMP!
Lucifer's vision goes blurry. For a brief moment, she slips unconscious.
In that instant, Gressil's eyes open to glare at Belial.
"Enough of this."
Before Belial can stop him, Gressil flicks a finger. His body disappears, teleporting from right underneath her feet.
The Emperor of Chaos reappears fifty meters away, the bloody wounds and gouged-out eyes on his chest making him appear three times more hideous than usual. He leans against the wall and coughs up huge wads of blood, glaring daggers at Belial.
"Ignorant female. If you wish to make mincemeat out of me, you'll have to do better than that. I am not nearly as fragile as that woman."
As always, Gressil never directly mentions his mother's name, opting to refer to her in the third person.
Belial lunges at him. "Do you only know how to run, Gressil?! Fight me, if you dare!"
The instant before Belial's punch connects with Gressil's chest, a flicker of movement appears beside her. Gressil materializes with his fist raised.
THUMP!
He blasts the side of Belial's head with a right hook, sending her hurtling to the side.
The moment the human troops see Belial's fortunes reverse, they take aim at Gressil and open fire.
A hailstorm of bullets rips down the corridor, catching Gressil off-guard. The prison-warden growls angrily as two dozen tank-piercing rounds tear into and out of his body, dealing brutal amounts of damage. He flickers out of reality again, but this time, doesn't reappear.
"You have done well this time, humans." Gressil says, his eerily calm voice floating through the Labyrinth's stale air. "But now, you have truly angered me. I will leave you with a parting gift."
Belial recovers from Gressil's unexpected punch. She climbs to her feet and shakes off the mild concussion, then glances around to look for him.
"Where did Gressil go?" Belial asks.
"I... I don't know. He might still be here," Chadwick says. "Or... he might have left?"
The humans swivel on their feet, cautiously checking every adjacent cell, the ceiling, and every corner, just in case Gressil might be lurking nearby. However, nobody finds anything.
Suddenly, Yamir stands up a little straighter, then sniffs the air.
"!!!"
The minotaur's expression turns ugly. He turns to look in Belial's direction, but his eyes gaze well past her, into the furthest reaches of Faith's End.
"Everyone! Enemies are on the way... they're... Hellhounds... and something else! I do not recognize their smell!"
Belial turns around. Her demonic vision allows her to see through even the blackest of nights, so she easily manages to pick out a flood of approaching creatures skittering on the walls, ceiling, and floors.
Her heart leaps into her throat.
"It's the Grez! Gressil is sending his minions to take us out! Everyone, run for the exit, hurry!"
The Grez, each one a fearful monster with the same strength as a typical Demon Baron, race toward the humans at alarming speeds, screeching and chittering in some bug-like language, while a massive force of several hundred Hellhounds joins them.
The lead Hellhound, a truly monstrous female with fifty eyes on her head and claws capable of ripping through titanium, barrels ahead of the pack and roars at Belial.
"BETRAYERRR!"
Belial doesn't recognize the Hellhound, but she easily picks up on the distinct hatred in its voice. Despite possessing more than enough strength to take the huge dire wolf down, Belial doesn't dare to face it down along with so many other monsters in unison. She turns tail and flees, while the Labyrinth begins to shake under the stampede.
"Head for the exits!" Belial repeats. She continues to run, finding that her magical energy hasn't returned yet. "Gressil must be somewhere nearby! Don't let down your guard!"
What follows is a terrifying chase that leaves sweat pouring down the backs of the humans, Belial, and the lone minotaur, Yamir.
Yamir and Belial take up the rear. Whenever the flood of monsters gets too close, Belial punches the walls to collapse the Labyrinth behind her, but this makeshift barricade of earthen debris only slows the Grez down for a few moments before they burst through, screeching all the while.
Up ahead, one of the human commandos screams in fright. A pair of Grez appears from a corridor in front of him and barrels directly into the wall of exosuit-wearing soldiers without fear. Before anyone can react, the two Grez impale and eviscerate half a dozen men and woman, killing them on the spot. By the time other soldiers turn their guns on the ambushers, the Grez manage to kill another dozen humans.
"Backup! We need backup!" Chadwick shouts.
Belial stays in the back, but Yamir releases a roar and leaps over the heads of the humans in the tightly packed corridor. Using the magic inside his ancestral armor, he runs sideways along the wall, raises his greataxe, and dives down onto one of the Grez.
The minotaur's blade chops into a weak point in the Grez's armor, drawing a small amount of blood. However, it instantly spins around and lunges at him, stabbing its two forward-facing mandibles against Yamir's armor.
Corporal Hurent takes aim with her sniper rifle. In the blink of an eye, her suit assists her aim to point directly at the bloodied wound Yamir left. She squeezes the trigger, and a powerful gauss round fires into the Grez's neck.
The monster doesn't even get to utter one last cry of pain. Its spine ends up severed, and its final attack merely crumples against Yamir's armor.
Chadwick rallies his men. He spreads them around the second remaining Grez, pinning it down and preventing anyone else from taking it on alone. He coordinates with Yamir and Hurent to kill the second one, but with its dying breath, it fires both of its mandibles from its body, impaling two of the Clinicians. They both perish instantly, with not even their exosuits managing to protect them.
Chadwick spares only a single glance for the fallen. His commander module transmits data to his HUD, allowing him to see that in just the last five minutes, twenty soldiers have died.
"Keep moving!" Chadwick barks. "You, grab Private Jacob's body! And you, grab Private Leera! Let's move! Don't you dare leave your comrades for these bastards to eat! They deserve honorable deaths!"
The group's forward momentum resumes, but having wasted so much time killing the two Grez, the humans become acutely aware that their enemies have likely split up and circled around to encircle them.
"Two Grez shit all over us..." Chadwick mutters, keeping his voice low so as not to demoralize his subordinates. "But if ten, twenty, or even more show up... I can't see us making it out of here alive."
As they flee, the humans' exosuits detect noises up ahead. They slow to a stop, and Chadwick grimaces.
"Fuck."
A T-shaped junction splits off to the right and left, and from both directions, the sounds of screeching and howling come barreling toward the humans.
In an instant, Chadwick's life flashes before his eyes.
He remembers the time he spent with his wife and child... before the Great War. He served under a Norwegian King named Haakon and fought honorably under his command... until the Sphinx, Bahamut, ensnared him with her Riddle Magic and stole him away.
Chadwick grits his teeth. He stands up a little straighter as a surge of pride rushes through his veins.
"Look sharp, men! These monsters have us surrounded! Our goal is no longer to escape, but to attack in all directions! Cut Gressil's rats down, and give no quarter!"
Behind the company, Belial lashes out against the lead Hellhound, a truly massive wolf standing twelve feet tall and twenty feet long. The savage monster towers over her, oppressing her with its sheer size.
"You attacked my mother!" The Hellhound roars. "I am Maelgamish, Lucifer's mightiest beast! Remember my name when I send you to the Great Beyond!"
The Hellhound swings her claws at Belial. The succubus dives to the side, narrowly evading the attack and causing Maelgamish's talons to rake the walls. Each claw leaves a six-inch gash in the Labyrinth's earthen surface.
Again and again, Maelgamish slashes and bites at Belial, while the smaller Hellhounds and several dozen Grez surround her and cut her off from the human army. To Belial's alarm, the Hellhound leader possesses not only a remarkable amount of cunning, but superior tactical control of the Grez. She lines them up to deliberately blockade Belial from easily rushing to her friends' aid, while taking her sweet time pinning the former Second Emperor down.
Several mutated Hellhounds vomit balls of acid, fire, and poison at Belial. One particularly acrid poison-ball explodes into fumes beside her, gagging Belial and forcing her to retreat into a nearby cell. This makeshift chokepoint doesn't protect her for long, as Maelgamish tears the door out and flings it away before snapping her jaws into the room to try and bite Belial and half.
"Come here, woman!" Maelgamish howls. "I want to taste your flesh!"
The distant sounds of human screams causes Belial's heart to skip a beat. She pounces at the cell walls and smashes her fist into them. She breaks through, only to find seven Grez waiting for her in the adjacent cell.
"Shit!"
Belial curses audibly as the seven monsters pounce on her and begin ripping their claws into her flesh. Belial screams and fights back, but each claw tears her clothes and skin, spraying blood in every direction.
In a fit of rage, Belial begins swinging her fists wildly. Her fortunes reverse as she smashes right through the incredible dermal armor protecting the Grez. She crushes them with ease, splatters their brains, and tears them apart. However, in the ten seconds it takes her to kill Gressil's hellspawn, a sense of danger prickles at the back of her neck. She spins around just in time to see Maelgamish's claw rushing at her back.
Slash!
"Aaaeeii!"
Belial screams as the Hellhounds paw rips off her left arm, tears across her ribs and waist, and sends her flying backward. She slams against the wall and momentarily loses consciousness. When she blinks her eyes open again, her heart jolts in fright, as the black-maned Hellhound pounces at her, its jaws open wide.
"No!"
The instant before Maelgamish can end Belial's life, a figure flickers in front of her, nearly moving faster than her eyes can follow.
Thunk.
Jason Hiro reaches out his palm and casually grabs Maelgamish by her nose. He halts the seemingly unstoppable Hellhound in her tracks, making her jerk to a violent halt as if having slammed against a steel wall.
For a brief moment, invisible question marks pop up over the Hellhound's head.
Then, the Hero balls up his right fist, rears it back, and socks the giant dire wolf right in her nose!
THUMP!
Like a wave crashing against a sand-castle, the Hero's punch blasts the Hellhound backward. Maelgamish flies fifty feet away, crashing into the opposite wall of the previous cell. The massive mutt jumps to her feet purely due to adrenaline, then staggers weakly and flops to the floor.
"Aaoo..."
Belial's heart pounds like a drum, blocking out even the pain wracking her body.
"Jason... Jason... oh, thank god... you... you saved me..."
She struggles to speak to the man before her, while he continues to keep his back to her. After a moment, he turns around, but his appearance makes Belial blink twice.
"...Eh?"
Something about the Hero's face doesn't quite seem right. As if his appearance were recreated by somebody with only ninety percent of the Creator's original capability. Rather than looking like Jason, this fellow looks more like a sloppy-copy of the Hero.
"Jason?" Belial asks, not sure who the hell she's even looking at. "Is... is that you?"
'Jason' says nothing. He simply reaches toward Belial, grabs her right arm, and pulls her to her feet. For a brief moment, Belial almost feels afraid of this strange, alien-like Jason, until she remembers a specific something.
"That's right! I have seen you before! Aren't you that weird copy-Jason he put outside the Core? That thing he made to protect humanity? There are two of you, right?"
The copy-Jason still remains silent, as if incapable of speaking. He half-drags Belial outside, where she realizes the sounds of distant screams have all but stopped. When Belial and the copy-Jason arrive outside, she blinks in surprise, finding all of the Grez and Hellhounds either dead or long-gone, having fled for their lives. A second copy-Jason stands guard beside the humans, mutely assessing their injuries without taking any action to help them.
Belial sighs in relief.
"So it is them... but... why don't they speak?"
When she rejoins the humans, Belial finds that, to her dismay, almost a thousand more soldiers have died, while a further five hundred have suffered terrible injuries. In the few short minutes Maelgamish pinned her down inside that cell, the Grez surrounded the army and cut through them without hesitation.
Chadwick leans against a wall and coughs. He lowers his helmet, revealing exhausted eyes and a bloodied nose.
"Fuck. I thought we were goners. Lucky for us, the Hero sent these... things here. I still don't even know what they are."
Belial leans heavily against the copy-Jason who saved her. She sighs and closes her eyes.
"Me neither. But at least they saved us... most of us."
"If only they had made it here sooner..." Corporal Hurent mutters. "We lost too many good men and women."
"Help me tend to the wounded," Chadwick says. "We lost almost all of our Clinicians. The rest are short-handed. I swear those Grez must have targeted them. They seemed much smarter than the last time we fought..."
Belial frowns. "They were smarter. Hold on, just one moment."
The succubus pulls away from her copy-Jason and steps back into the cell she just left. When she looks inside, her expression turns ugly.
The Hellhound leader, Maelgamish, is nowhere in sight.
"...Lucifer." Belial hisses. "Damn you. I should have killed that mutt when I had the chance."
She returns to the wounded soldiers and sits down, allowing the few remaining Clinicians to patch her up.
An hour later, the human army picks up their dead and carts them out of Faith's End.
This time, Gressil's minions don't pursue them.
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2021.12.04 10:33 Klokinator Cryopod Refresh 314: End of Faith

General Chadwick and Corporal Hurent rush down the prison's corridors, turning left and right, going up several flights of stairs while five thousand exosuit-wearing troopers follow them.
"Contact lost with Lieutenant Samuel!" Hurent says. She checks her heads-up display and grimaces. "His life signs are erratic. He must have taken one hell of a hit!"
The distant sounds of thunder, caused by Belial and Lucifer's battle, suddenly goes quiet. Corporal Hurent's heart leaps into her throat as she imagines the worst.
"Sounds like someone won." Chadwick growls. "Let's hope it was our girl and not the other one!"
Directly behind the two humans, a minotaur wearing enchanted golden armor follows them, his greataxe held at the ready. Yamir, the head chef for Jason and Phoebe Hiro, readies himself for battle while shooting glances at both of the humans before him.
"You said that Lieutenant Samuel was injured?"
Chadwick nods. "According to his T-REX's sensors, the battle hasn't moved any closer to him, but his suit integrity has fallen below fifty percent."
"When we arrive, I will hold the line." Yamir says. "The rest of you should take Samuel and Belial, and flee. I will hold Gressil back."
"Don't be ridiculous," Chadwick snaps, shooting a quick glance behind himself while he runs. "If something happens to you, who will feed humanity's Hero and greatest inventor? You just make sure to keep up with the rest of us."
Yamir nods. "I will do as you command."
Two minutes later, the human army rounds the final corner. They screech to a halt upon arriving at Samuel's unconscious figure, but their eyes flick several hundred meters ahead, where, in the darkness, they observe Belial and Gressil in some sort of strange standoff. Gressil's second head gazes at her, its third eye faintly glowing red in the darkness. The two Emperors stare at each other silently, without moving, as if having some sort of unseen battle of the eyes.
One of the troopers raises his gun, but Chadwick pulls it back down. "Wait! We can't shoot Gressil, not with Belial between us and him. We might hit her in the crossfire."
The trooper frowns. "What are they doing, commander? It looks like they're just... staring at each other."
"How in the damnation should I know?" Chadwick sputters. "You know demons! There's probably some crazy magic bullshit going on. Let's not interfere unless it looks like Belial needs our help."
Hurent drops to one knee. She motions to a pair of Clinicians, then gestures toward Samuel's motionless body. "Fix this fellow up, then get him warped back to the Core!"
"Yes, Corporal!"
After confirming Samuel hasn't suffered any grievous injuries, the human army teleports him back to the Core, then returns to full alert, keeping all of their eyes locked on the Emperor of Chaos.
After five minutes, Chadwick begins to grind his teeth.
"What in the god-damn are those two doing? Are they trying to intimidate each other? I've never seen anything like it."
Corporal Hurent raises a sniper rifle and takes aim at Gressil's head. "General. I'm fully confident I can land a hit on the prison warden without hitting Belial. Permission to take the shot?"
"You might be confident, but I'm not..." Chadwick mutters. "If we hit Belial, she won't be able to use her healing magic to patch herself up. You know how important she is to Phoebe."
Hurent keeps the barrel of her rifle trained on Gressil's head. "Mmm. Alright. I'll wait for movement, then. In the meantime-"
"AAAAAAHHH!!"
Gressil's second head suddenly screams with enough rage to scare the piss out of every human present. Corporal Hurent involuntarily flinches and squeezes the trigger, releasing a gauss round that rockets down the corridor at the speed of sound. Due to her fright, she screws up her aim, and the bullet whizzes harmlessly past Gressil's head, sending a sonic boom pulsing down the hallway with a loud crack!
"Hurent!" Chadwick shouts.
"Sorry! That scream scared the crap out of me!" Hurent apologizes.
At the same time, all hell breaks loose. Belial's fist snaps forward and blasts Lucifer's head, sending the Emperor of Chaos flying backward. An instant after her punch connects, Belial kicks off the floor and dashes after her opponent, opting to send a punch downward into Gressil's abdomen.
THUMP!!
Belial punches the Emperor of Chaos with all her strength, shattering over a dozen bones in his chest and battering him into the floor. Half a second later, she unloads another violent flurry of punches at the entombed prison warden, each blow crashing against his body to inflict terrible amounts of pain.
Boom-boom-boom!
Belial punches, kicks, and batters Gressil and Lucifer with the fury of an enraged widow. Each strike carries the full hatred she's accumulated over many eons, including all of the blame she once placed on herself for Satan's death.
"IT WAS YOU WHO KILLED HIM!" Belial roars. "I'LL RIP YOU TO FUCKING SHREDS, LUCIFER!!"
Unable to access her transformation magic, Belial can't change her fingers into claws to more easily slice into Gressil's abdomen, but she still manages to forcibly impale her fingers into his flesh and rip out huge chunks.
"Aaargh!" Lucifer screams. "Get off me, whore!"
The Emperor of Providence charges up an attack from her third eye, but the moment it fires, Belial shifts her entire body weight to the side, dodges the blast, and follows up with a vicious punch right to Lucifer's face.
THUMP!
Lucifer's vision goes blurry. For a brief moment, she slips unconscious.
In that instant, Gressil's eyes open to glare at Belial.
"Enough of this."
Before Belial can stop him, Gressil flicks a finger. His body disappears, teleporting from right underneath her feet.
The Emperor of Chaos reappears fifty meters away, the bloody wounds and gouged-out eyes on his chest making him appear three times more hideous than usual. He leans against the wall and coughs up huge wads of blood, glaring daggers at Belial.
"Ignorant female. If you wish to make mincemeat out of me, you'll have to do better than that. I am not nearly as fragile as that woman."
As always, Gressil never directly mentions his mother's name, opting to refer to her in the third person.
Belial lunges at him. "Do you only know how to run, Gressil?! Fight me, if you dare!"
The instant before Belial's punch connects with Gressil's chest, a flicker of movement appears beside her. Gressil materializes with his fist raised.
THUMP!
He blasts the side of Belial's head with a right hook, sending her hurtling to the side.
The moment the human troops see Belial's fortunes reverse, they take aim at Gressil and open fire.
A hailstorm of bullets rips down the corridor, catching Gressil off-guard. The prison-warden growls angrily as two dozen tank-piercing rounds tear into and out of his body, dealing brutal amounts of damage. He flickers out of reality again, but this time, doesn't reappear.
"You have done well this time, humans." Gressil says, his eerily calm voice floating through the Labyrinth's stale air. "But now, you have truly angered me. I will leave you with a parting gift."
Belial recovers from Gressil's unexpected punch. She climbs to her feet and shakes off the mild concussion, then glances around to look for him.
"Where did Gressil go?" Belial asks.
"I... I don't know. He might still be here," Chadwick says. "Or... he might have left?"
The humans swivel on their feet, cautiously checking every adjacent cell, the ceiling, and every corner, just in case Gressil might be lurking nearby. However, nobody finds anything.
Suddenly, Yamir stands up a little straighter, then sniffs the air.
"!!!"
The minotaur's expression turns ugly. He turns to look in Belial's direction, but his eyes gaze well past her, into the furthest reaches of Faith's End.
"Everyone! Enemies are on the way... they're... Hellhounds... and something else! I do not recognize their smell!"
Belial turns around. Her demonic vision allows her to see through even the blackest of nights, so she easily manages to pick out a flood of approaching creatures skittering on the walls, ceiling, and floors.
Her heart leaps into her throat.
"It's the Grez! Gressil is sending his minions to take us out! Everyone, run for the exit, hurry!"
The Grez, each one a fearful monster with the same strength as a typical Demon Baron, race toward the humans at alarming speeds, screeching and chittering in some bug-like language, while a massive force of several hundred Hellhounds joins them.
The lead Hellhound, a truly monstrous female with fifty eyes on her head and claws capable of ripping through titanium, barrels ahead of the pack and roars at Belial.
"BETRAYERRR!"
Belial doesn't recognize the Hellhound, but she easily picks up on the distinct hatred in its voice. Despite possessing more than enough strength to take the huge dire wolf down, Belial doesn't dare to face it down along with so many other monsters in unison. She turns tail and flees, while the Labyrinth begins to shake under the stampede.
"Head for the exits!" Belial repeats. She continues to run, finding that her magical energy hasn't returned yet. "Gressil must be somewhere nearby! Don't let down your guard!"
What follows is a terrifying chase that leaves sweat pouring down the backs of the humans, Belial, and the lone minotaur, Yamir.
Yamir and Belial take up the rear. Whenever the flood of monsters gets too close, Belial punches the walls to collapse the Labyrinth behind her, but this makeshift barricade of earthen debris only slows the Grez down for a few moments before they burst through, screeching all the while.
Up ahead, one of the human commandos screams in fright. A pair of Grez appears from a corridor in front of him and barrels directly into the wall of exosuit-wearing soldiers without fear. Before anyone can react, the two Grez impale and eviscerate half a dozen men and woman, killing them on the spot. By the time other soldiers turn their guns on the ambushers, the Grez manage to kill another dozen humans.
"Backup! We need backup!" Chadwick shouts.
Belial stays in the back, but Yamir releases a roar and leaps over the heads of the humans in the tightly packed corridor. Using the magic inside his ancestral armor, he runs sideways along the wall, raises his greataxe, and dives down onto one of the Grez.
The minotaur's blade chops into a weak point in the Grez's armor, drawing a small amount of blood. However, it instantly spins around and lunges at him, stabbing its two forward-facing mandibles against Yamir's armor.
Corporal Hurent takes aim with her sniper rifle. In the blink of an eye, her suit assists her aim to point directly at the bloodied wound Yamir left. She squeezes the trigger, and a powerful gauss round fires into the Grez's neck.
The monster doesn't even get to utter one last cry of pain. Its spine ends up severed, and its final attack merely crumples against Yamir's armor.
Chadwick rallies his men. He spreads them around the second remaining Grez, pinning it down and preventing anyone else from taking it on alone. He coordinates with Yamir and Hurent to kill the second one, but with its dying breath, it fires both of its mandibles from its body, impaling two of the Clinicians. They both perish instantly, with not even their exosuits managing to protect them.
Chadwick spares only a single glance for the fallen. His commander module transmits data to his HUD, allowing him to see that in just the last five minutes, twenty soldiers have died.
"Keep moving!" Chadwick barks. "You, grab Private Jacob's body! And you, grab Private Leera! Let's move! Don't you dare leave your comrades for these bastards to eat! They deserve honorable deaths!"
The group's forward momentum resumes, but having wasted so much time killing the two Grez, the humans become acutely aware that their enemies have likely split up and circled around to encircle them.
"Two Grez shit all over us..." Chadwick mutters, keeping his voice low so as not to demoralize his subordinates. "But if ten, twenty, or even more show up... I can't see us making it out of here alive."
As they flee, the humans' exosuits detect noises up ahead. They slow to a stop, and Chadwick grimaces.
"Fuck."
A T-shaped junction splits off to the right and left, and from both directions, the sounds of screeching and howling come barreling toward the humans.
In an instant, Chadwick's life flashes before his eyes.
He remembers the time he spent with his wife and child... before the Great War. He served under a Norwegian King named Haakon and fought honorably under his command... until the Sphinx, Bahamut, ensnared him with her Riddle Magic and stole him away.
Chadwick grits his teeth. He stands up a little straighter as a surge of pride rushes through his veins.
"Look sharp, men! These monsters have us surrounded! Our goal is no longer to escape, but to attack in all directions! Cut Gressil's rats down, and give no quarter!"
Behind the company, Belial lashes out against the lead Hellhound, a truly massive wolf standing twelve feet tall and twenty feet long. The savage monster towers over her, oppressing her with its sheer size.
"You attacked my mother!" The Hellhound roars. "I am Maelgamish, Lucifer's mightiest beast! Remember my name when I send you to the Great Beyond!"
The Hellhound swings her claws at Belial. The succubus dives to the side, narrowly evading the attack and causing Maelgamish's talons to rake the walls. Each claw leaves a six-inch gash in the Labyrinth's earthen surface.
Again and again, Maelgamish slashes and bites at Belial, while the smaller Hellhounds and several dozen Grez surround her and cut her off from the human army. To Belial's alarm, the Hellhound leader possesses not only a remarkable amount of cunning, but superior tactical control of the Grez. She lines them up to deliberately blockade Belial from easily rushing to her friends' aid, while taking her sweet time pinning the former Second Emperor down.
Several mutated Hellhounds vomit balls of acid, fire, and poison at Belial. One particularly acrid poison-ball explodes into fumes beside her, gagging Belial and forcing her to retreat into a nearby cell. This makeshift chokepoint doesn't protect her for long, as Maelgamish tears the door out and flings it away before snapping her jaws into the room to try and bite Belial and half.
"Come here, woman!" Maelgamish howls. "I want to taste your flesh!"
The distant sounds of human screams causes Belial's heart to skip a beat. She pounces at the cell walls and smashes her fist into them. She breaks through, only to find seven Grez waiting for her in the adjacent cell.
"Shit!"
Belial curses audibly as the seven monsters pounce on her and begin ripping their claws into her flesh. Belial screams and fights back, but each claw tears her clothes and skin, spraying blood in every direction.
In a fit of rage, Belial begins swinging her fists wildly. Her fortunes reverse as she smashes right through the incredible dermal armor protecting the Grez. She crushes them with ease, splatters their brains, and tears them apart. However, in the ten seconds it takes her to kill Gressil's hellspawn, a sense of danger prickles at the back of her neck. She spins around just in time to see Maelgamish's claw rushing at her back.
Slash!
"Aaaeeii!"
Belial screams as the Hellhounds paw rips off her left arm, tears across her ribs and waist, and sends her flying backward. She slams against the wall and momentarily loses consciousness. When she blinks her eyes open again, her heart jolts in fright, as the black-maned Hellhound pounces at her, its jaws open wide.
"No!"
The instant before Maelgamish can end Belial's life, a figure flickers in front of her, nearly moving faster than her eyes can follow.
Thunk.
Jason Hiro reaches out his palm and casually grabs Maelgamish by her nose. He halts the seemingly unstoppable Hellhound in her tracks, making her jerk to a violent halt as if having slammed against a steel wall.
For a brief moment, invisible question marks pop up over the Hellhound's head.
Then, the Hero balls up his right fist, rears it back, and socks the giant dire wolf right in her nose!
THUMP!
Like a wave crashing against a sand-castle, the Hero's punch blasts the Hellhound backward. Maelgamish flies fifty feet away, crashing into the opposite wall of the previous cell. The massive mutt jumps to her feet purely due to adrenaline, then staggers weakly and flops to the floor.
"Aaoo..."
Belial's heart pounds like a drum, blocking out even the pain wracking her body.
"Jason... Jason... oh, thank god... you... you saved me..."
She struggles to speak to the man before her, while he continues to keep his back to her. After a moment, he turns around, but his appearance makes Belial blink twice.
"...Eh?"
Something about the Hero's face doesn't quite seem right. As if his appearance were recreated by somebody with only ninety percent of the Creator's original capability. Rather than looking like Jason, this fellow looks more like a sloppy-copy of the Hero.
"Jason?" Belial asks, not sure who the hell she's even looking at. "Is... is that you?"
'Jason' says nothing. He simply reaches toward Belial, grabs her right arm, and pulls her to her feet. For a brief moment, Belial almost feels afraid of this strange, alien-like Jason, until she remembers a specific something.
"That's right! I have seen you before! Aren't you that weird copy-Jason he put outside the Core? That thing he made to protect humanity? There are two of you, right?"
The copy-Jason still remains silent, as if incapable of speaking. He half-drags Belial outside, where she realizes the sounds of distant screams have all but stopped. When Belial and the copy-Jason arrive outside, she blinks in surprise, finding all of the Grez and Hellhounds either dead or long-gone, having fled for their lives. A second copy-Jason stands guard beside the humans, mutely assessing their injuries without taking any action to help them.
Belial sighs in relief.
"So it is them... but... why don't they speak?"
When she rejoins the humans, Belial finds that, to her dismay, almost a thousand more soldiers have died, while a further five hundred have suffered terrible injuries. In the few short minutes Maelgamish pinned her down inside that cell, the Grez surrounded the army and cut through them without hesitation.
Chadwick leans against a wall and coughs. He lowers his helmet, revealing exhausted eyes and a bloodied nose.
"Fuck. I thought we were goners. Lucky for us, the Hero sent these... things here. I still don't even know what they are."
Belial leans heavily against the copy-Jason who saved her. She sighs and closes her eyes.
"Me neither. But at least they saved us... most of us."
"If only they had made it here sooner..." Corporal Hurent mutters. "We lost too many good men and women."
"Help me tend to the wounded," Chadwick says. "We lost almost all of our Clinicians. The rest are short-handed. I swear those Grez must have targeted them. They seemed much smarter than the last time we fought..."
Belial frowns. "They were smarter. Hold on, just one moment."
The succubus pulls away from her copy-Jason and steps back into the cell she just left. When she looks inside, her expression turns ugly.
The Hellhound leader, Maelgamish, is nowhere in sight.
"...Lucifer." Belial hisses. "Damn you. I should have killed that mutt when I had the chance."
She returns to the wounded soldiers and sits down, allowing the few remaining Clinicians to patch her up.
An hour later, the human army picks up their dead and carts them out of Faith's End.
This time, Gressil's minions don't pursue them.
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2021.12.04 10:33 Time_Increase_984 RIP FIFA 22. Corner Kick Glitch kills the game.

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2021.12.04 10:33 SiegeJones Things I dont understand

If JC is our second best player, why is he never a priority? It feels like every game we start by running pick and roll with Clint. Why would we not want to get JC some easy shots so he can be in rhythm? Last night he had 0 shots in the first quarter. Clint is not a priority on offense. In fact, he is a liability.
How long will it take this team to realize that every possession matters in the clutch? Seven second shots in the the last 5 minutes of a close game is not intelligent basketball. Also, passing to the wide open teammate as opposed to attacking a double team will lead to better outcomes.
Why can't we play great basketball for 48 minutes consistently?
It would appear to me, if you take Steph, Donovan and Trae off their respective teams, the Hawks have the superior roster. What do those rosters have that we don't? If you answer this question, you'll understand my next point.
Why did Travis sign Clint to an extention and why haven't we consolidated this roster. Im not a trade proposal guy but enough is enough. We have one lock down basket attacking wing player and he is oft injured and probably will be the rest of his career. We have a bunch of shooters who play average defense. And whatever the hell you want to classify Cam as. Come on man, finish this roster off. You got two young draft picks who can round out the roster if you do a 2 or 3 for one deal. I do not want to be the 76ers where we are still talking about the process in 5 years.
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