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"Sir, the sun will be up in about 47 minutes. We have to retreat before th-"

"No need to tell me what I already know!" The leader of the operation, Eleanor, snapped, "Tell me what happened to the alpha team!?"

"We\'re still trying to contact-"

Bang!

Before the terrorist even managed to get a word in, a hole was made in his skull. Eleanor was just that kind of a woman. She hated failures and more than that, she hated those who become the reason for her failure.

Although she wasn\'t part of the upper hierarchy of the Metal Sharks, she was still influential enough to make her own decisions without facing any backlash from the bosses. One of the reasons why she wasn\'t recognised yet was her race. Being human was worse than being livestock in space.

The loss of their home world was the biggest scar on their image. Even after evolving over and over, they were still more or less useless in the eyes of the rest of the races. Metal Sharks, an organisation that supposedly boasted equality for all races, was no different either.

Eleanor was well aware of it. However, if she managed to capture Eula, no one would be able to deny her a place in the upper echelon. That\'s why she gave it her all to capture Eula. But it didn\'t look like her plan would be successful after all.

"A mysterious object is approaching us!" Someone yelled over the radio.

Eleanor peeked out of the window to catch a glimpse of a... bag? Someone had thrown it from inside the mansion.

"What is it?" She asked but no one replied, "Fucking morons! Do I have to do everything by myself-"

A moment later Eleanor got to know why everyone had been stunned into silence. In front of her was a bag filled with severed heads of the infiltration team. A note was attached to the blood-soaked bag.

"Your people got my clothes dirty. Send a dry cleaner to clean them. P.S. I\'m sorry for not sending their bodies back as well. My pets were a bit hungry." Eleanor finished reading the note with a cold expression on her face, "The plan failed... Retreat for now..."

The soldiers followed her instructions without protesting. After all, none of them wanted to become dog food like the infiltration team.

***

At some distance, Ashton was busy creating some skeleton soldiers. After seeing the guards fight back, he realised they were useless as they valued their lives more than anything. His skeleton soldiers, on the other hand, were not afraid of dying and can fight much better than the guards.

"If I managed to control the Gauntlet to the best of my abilities, I would be able to give them guns or something to aid in the battle." Ashton mumbled while patting a skeleton\'s head, "For now, stay underground and don\'t come out until is say so. Is that understood?"

The skeletons nodded and vanished into the sand.  Had Sven been there, Ashton would not have had to create new soldiers. That\'s how Ashton had been operating till now.

"If he was here, I would have to worry about anything..."

Just then a shadowy figure appeared next to him, "Master, just like you instructed, I delivered the severed heads back to the enemy camp. The enemy seems to have retreated for now."

"Good job, Raven. Now stay here and take care of the skeletons for me. I\'ll leave the defence of this section of the beach to you."

"Thank you, master. You will not be disappointed."

Ashton nodded and headed inside the mansion. The battle was over... for now. But Ashton knew the enemies will return sooner or later. Although he did not fight Dobrich for long, his HP dropped by 12%. Which was alarming. Someone on his level should not have lost more than 5% HP in a one-sided fight.

[Your actions are getting a bit rusty.]

\'I know. Too much sitting around is making things troublesome for me.\'

The courtyard was in mess. Although the terrorists had not broken through the walls, they still managed to kill quite a few guards. a couple of watch towers had been destroyed as well. Almost a third of the people had been injured and were receiving proper treatment now that the enemies had retreated.

The first attack might not have left a physical mark on the defence force, but there was a significant mental impact on the guards. Till now they were thinking defending a fortress was an easy task. But now they knew it was anything but easy.

It situation would have been far worse if the terrorists managed to infiltrate the walls. But in Ashton\'s eyes, the attack had served as an eye opener for them to get off their high horses and do some real work.

"It looks much better than I thought it would." Vulcan sat beside Ashton.

"Where were you?"

"Ah, I can\'t fight against these fools. There\'s no fun in that." Vulcan shrugged, "Besides, I\'m reserving my strength to fight the Xyrans. By the way, you got some blood on your lips. What were you doing?"

"Dinner."

"Alright then. I think it\'s time to start your training. Get your ass up, we don\'t have much time before I need to get to work."

"...sure, I\'ll make a report and then meet you in the forge, is that okay?"

"Don\'t make me regret taking you in as an apprentice." Vulcan scoffed and left, leaving Ashton alone with his thoughts.

[What are you waiting for?]

"It\'s... nothing much." Ashton sighed, "I was hoping the Phantom would appear during the assault... Looks like I was expecting too much."

[Cheer up! There are still 13 days left. He\'ll appear soon enough. Now get your ass inside the forge.]

"Aye aye captain."