Blessed by Night-Chapter 198: Don’t Break
A sliding door opened up on the opposite side of the room where Malachi had come from, and a man stepped out from the doorway.
Like Malachi, he had a leaner figure that was still in excellent shape and he wore the same black military garb as all of the dead men lying outside.
Albeit his seemed to have more patches to symbolize his higher rank and status.
His unnatural pale skin and white hair paired with icy blue eyes made his identity as a blessed scream out loud and clear.
Both of his arms were bionic and remained clasped behind his back as he paced around the room.
"This one was quite a fighter. I'm sure she would have made you proud. We had to keep her sedated like this because she kept-"
"Did…you… put… her… here?"
Malachi had never had such trouble stringing together a coherent sentence in his life, but after seeing this man and Anna's condition; he felt like he was having difficulty maintaining basic functions.
He forgot how to breathe.
How to walk.
And he could barely think.
All he knew was that he wanted to make whoever had done this to her pay miserably.
He sat Joanne down against a wall and covered her face with a shirt to keep too much light from getting into her eyes and waking her before she was ready.
"One of the rare catches that came out of stepping out into the oil for a change. I had no idea I would run into such a famous-"
BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!
A loud, earthquake like rumble erupted through the room as a giant hole was created in the ceiling.
In a moment of surprising agility, Malachi appeared directly in front of the lieutenant commander and punched him clearly through the ceiling.
He gave Anna one short and longing look before using his telekinetic abilities to remove the needles from her arms.
Once she was no longer hooked up, he leapt through the hole in the ceiling he created and out into the black morning sky.
It had started to rain since he'd been inside, with occasional rumbles of thunder and brief strikes of lightning.
The serpent construct he'd created was still in battle with th heavily armored vehicles that had been called in for backup, and it was clearly gaining the upper hand.
With so much darkness in the area to pull from, his great serpent would keep regenerating over and over again until Mal told it to stop.
It didn't matter how many new toys they threw at it, the result would always be the same.
BANG!
A wave of ice the size of a glacier suddenly struck Malachi as soon as he reached the air.
The lieutenant responsible for Anna's capture wiped away the concerning amount of blood running from his nose as he held out his hand.
"Damn beast... The world was fine before you brought all of your alien friends with you!"
There was a low rumble that sounded almost like some kind of response before the glacier cracked open and Mal came flying out.
Feeling a bit panicked after earlier, the lieutenant wouldn't allow Mal to get as close as he had earlier and enacted his first countermeasure.
His arm transformed until he was holding a device that looked like a sonic cannon, and when fired they produce a strange and annoying noise.
Malachi could feel a force trying to invade his mind and make him dizzy, causing his anger to surge forth even more.
'This is how you captured them? With these shitty party tricks?!'
The lieutenant only noticed that his weapon wasn't working when Malachi had yet to fall out of the sky even after prolonged exposure.
He tried to switch his tactics around quickly, but by the time he set his body in motion it was too late.
Malachi grabbed the lieutenant's arm with one of his oversized hands and crushed the sonic weapon under his grip.
This alone was staggering, as it too was made from magical ore and should have been unbreakable at least according to the men in the lab.
Maintaining a firm grip on the lieutenants arm, Malachi performed an open palm strike in the man's stomach and his arm was yanked free as his body was sent flying.
Boom!
The one armed lieutenant flew face first into the window of an attack helicopter and cracked the bullet proof glass like a scene from an old cartoon.
"Ah!"
"Lieutenant Russell?!"
The men inside started to panic when they found one of their superiors suddenly smashed against their windshield, but their view was only going to get worse.
Malachi came in flying feet first; kicking Lieutenant Russel cleanly through the chopper and causing it to go up in a fiery explosion.
Malachi landed on the ground amidst the storm and fallen debris with the lieutenant still underneath his heel.
His dark and thorn-like teeth curled upwards into a smile when he saw that Russel was still clinging on to life.
His body was pretty mangled and even had some burn marks, but he was alive and responsive.
And that meant that Malachi could keep hurting him.
He didn't care why a blessed would be working with the Revival Regime and he didn't much care either.
He had no interest in the man's background, significance in the regime or even his name.
All he knew was that this man was the cause for everything bad that had happened to Anna and Joanne, so Mal would never be able to sleep peacefully by their sides ever again if he did not hurt this man at least half as much as he had hurt them.
"Do one good thing with the remaining time that you have left..." he asked.
Malachi suddenly lifted Russel from the ground by the head and held him high in the air.
"No matter what I do to you... Do not break."
With strength that would put Hercules to shame, Malachi threw his hated enemy at line of nearby tanks that were aiming at him, and her nearly folded it in half when he struck against the side.
The last thing Lieutenant Russel recalled being conscious to see was a large black figure with the tails of four serpents leaping out to brutalize him while he could muster no kind of defense.
'We... were woefully underprepared for him…Who would have known that he was phantasmal class!?'
"W-Wait! I can help you get-"
BOOOOMM!
