Mavis nodded at Reina’s sudden action, in all honesty Mavis didn’t wanna waste any more time trying to find the secret trigger to the entrance. She just figured neither one had the power to break the roof below them. However since Reina could this would be much quicker, Mavis smiled, as Reina was quick to cause trouble so was Mavis.
“Alrighty then!” Mavis smiled ready to fight, holding the gun in her hand.
A voice chimed in Mavis’ head. “No, do not pull this trigger.”
Mavis gasped, it sounded like the voice of her mother, she nodded. She would take this as a sign she’d have to use the Slavers’ guns.
“Time to say goodbye, princess.” A man’s voice chuckled.
Mavis back flipped grabbed his right arm putting it behind his back, then giving him a high kick to his crotch from behind. The man screamed in agony. Leaving the man useless Mavis picked up his pistols. Then she fired a circle around her falling to the next floor down. As she fell men surrounded her their hoods down ready to attack her, however being agile and nimble she dodged their grasps for her, jumping over their heads and turning to face them.
“Beg for mercy.” Mavis had shot rapidly at each Slaver in sight, each bullet going straight for the heart. "Oh wait, I meant enjoy your trip to hell." Mavis chuckled at the sight she had bestowed upon herself, happily.
One after another would fall to their knees and then to their death. She counted twelve.
Mavis would look at Reina seeing she had made quick work of her group. “I’m assuming the rest are on the final floor down, I assume you can handle them and I’ll handle these cages.”
Mavis had pointed out a dozen people in three big cages, in chains. Mavis winced as this brought back her past and she almost passed out, but she could feel her blood turn to ice.
As she freed the slaves they thanked her and ran quickly down the stairs and out the door. They’d be unnoticed because of Reina.
“Alrighty then!” Mavis smiled ready to fight, holding the gun in her hand.
A voice chimed in Mavis’ head. “No, do not pull this trigger.”
Mavis gasped, it sounded like the voice of her mother, she nodded. She would take this as a sign she’d have to use the Slavers’ guns.
“Time to say goodbye, princess.” A man’s voice chuckled.
Mavis back flipped grabbed his right arm putting it behind his back, then giving him a high kick to his crotch from behind. The man screamed in agony. Leaving the man useless Mavis picked up his pistols. Then she fired a circle around her falling to the next floor down. As she fell men surrounded her their hoods down ready to attack her, however being agile and nimble she dodged their grasps for her, jumping over their heads and turning to face them.
“Beg for mercy.” Mavis had shot rapidly at each Slaver in sight, each bullet going straight for the heart. "Oh wait, I meant enjoy your trip to hell." Mavis chuckled at the sight she had bestowed upon herself, happily.
One after another would fall to their knees and then to their death. She counted twelve.
Mavis would look at Reina seeing she had made quick work of her group. “I’m assuming the rest are on the final floor down, I assume you can handle them and I’ll handle these cages.”
Mavis had pointed out a dozen people in three big cages, in chains. Mavis winced as this brought back her past and she almost passed out, but she could feel her blood turn to ice.
As she freed the slaves they thanked her and ran quickly down the stairs and out the door. They’d be unnoticed because of Reina.