Lost Guardian Vol. 2

Chapter 2: Prison Outbreak

Once the Black Phoenix guild members had been released from their confinement cells in the exclusive sections whereas all the present prison guards were eliminated within the room. The whole guild began to tread their way towards the main gates that kept them locked into the exclusive section, anticipating the sense of freedom they were robbed of a decade ago.

The other sections were thrown into absolute chaos just as the Asquith Mages and Prison Guards were rushing all over the place to try and contain the threats that were running rampant throughout the facility. The code-named Ash, and the other Thouwai Michani inferior models clashing against those they deemed as the enemies relentlessly.

In the control room, the 3rd Representative eagerly held up the Warden by his collar forcing him to watch in horror as the events unfold from within the magic facility. "This was... not supposed to happen..." The Warden whispered completely helpless and weak. It was just an amusement show for the other.

"Well... Sometimes life is just unfair, Mister. But... I have preparations to make. The world is changing, and we must adapt to it." Yurok quickly pierced through the other's body with the sharpened blade, dropping him to the floor once he had enough of this. He left him to bleed out on the floor, starting to walk away from the control room once his task of breaking into the facility and freeing the Black Phoenix was finally fulfilled.

A few minutes earlier.

"He's right there! Don't let him reach into the other levels any further!" A voice called just as the Asquith Officers suddenly lashed out at Ash with their combined magic types of the Vine Whips, Sand Magic, and Wind Magic simultaneously.

Ash clashed against the combined spells with a mere swing of his light blade, soon unleashing the fierce spell from it. It overpowered the combined spells effortlessly, soon engulfing the others in his destructive wake.

He shifted past the others in an instant, having sliced through them clean, and began to make his way towards the other levels. All in hopes of reuniting with the other guild members.

The cleavers suddenly struck through the masked agent, causing him to stumble on his footing and collapse. He pulled himself up from the ground, looking up just in time to see the incoming Prisoner Executioners charging in with their cleavers gripped tightly with both hands. From the looks of it, they were going for the kill.

Another light blade formed in the masked one's hand, soon swinging against the heavy cleaver to clash against it. The heavy knockback from the impact caused him to stumble back a bit, faltering in his strength. As much as he had hoped to push the other back, it was futile as the Executioner simply overpowered him with raw strength. Not to mention somebody on the level was preventing him from utilizing his Light Arts properly.

More clashes were made against the masked one's Light Blade, soon knocking the weapon out of his hand and striking through him with the cleaver. The Manifested Mask was knocked out of his face as soon, revealing a young face as he slid against the cold ground before coming to a stop momentarily. He was very quick to cover his face and his features immediately with his hands, but it was already too late as the Executioner was the only one to see it up close.

"Oh... A young elf...?" The Executioner stared at him and began to walk towards him, wondering why the cleaver hadn't cut him as it should have. It became clear once the other had pulled the metal plating out of his thin coat, tossing it aside as it was no longer usable and very damaged.

Just before the Maskless One could do anything, the Execution gave a signal for the other Asquith Mages to bind him by his legs and arms through the Vine Magic, sapping him of his strength through the unusual magic type. It forced him to kneel, all ready to be beheaded by none other than the Executioner.