Ill Omen

Where The Other Begins

"There. Can you see them?" Ch'en asked, pointing towards the distance.

Amiya glanced out on the horizon. The sun was starting to set, making it rather hard to see, but the massive numbers of infected were incredibly hard to miss.

"Oh....there's so many of them. It's like all of Reunion is here. Did they maybe hire mercenaries?" The Cautus girl asked.

"I doubt even mercenaries would be willing to work with Reunion unless they were infected too. Perhaps it's just to scare us. But I don't want to take any chances." Ch'en said not taking her gaze away from the crowd.

Her expression was steeled as always, but it became abundantly clear that there was something else there.

"Madam Ch'en....is there something that you aren't telling us? There is no one here but me. We are allies. If you know something, then it's best if you tell us so we can prepare properly." Amiya said, placing a hand over her heart.

Ch'en stared at her for a good moment, as if she were trying to assess her, then she looked away.

"I....have a horrible feeling about this battle."

"Huh?"

Amiya tilted her head to the side. She was confused, but she can't say she wasn't expecting it to be something.

It was quiet for so long after that that she almost thought she had imagined the answer altogether.

"Nevermind. Just get your fighters and medics ready to depart in the next hour. We have no time to waste. If Lungmen falls, the rest of Terra will come soon after." The Lung girl said, turning and heading off.

Amiya frowned, then returned her gaze to the soldiers on the horizon. There certainly was a lot of them, but even from this distance, she can sense undying bloodlust from them.

And that wasn't even using her powers.

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"Charon."

"Yes?"

"I want you to watch over this battle."

"This one? I can tell that many will die in this one. In fact, I can hardly imagine that anyone will be left. But why me?"

"Charon, you are the origin of reapers. Not a single one of them hold the power that you do. I suspect that some outside force will interfere with this battle, so I am assigning it to you. Don't let me down."

"Of course, My Lord."

"..."

"Is something wrong?"

"Don't call me that."

"Do you not like reminiscing about the past?"

"Leave."

"My apologies."

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The operators were talking among themselves. They don't have many details about this battle. They were only here to fight.

There were operators from different walks of life in that group.

Rhine Lab, Blacksteel, Penguin Logistics, Karlan, Kazimierz and so on.

Many different people, from many different places.

"We're going to begin the advance now." Ch'en informed them. "I'll keep some of our soldiers behind to guard the gate. You do the same."

The Doctor nodded.