Bent Fate (An Arknights Fanfiction)

Chapter 92

"Right... I get it. Take care." Amiya ends the transmission with a sorrowful breath. She turns to Kal'tsit and Zero. "The second chopper said they turned back and joined the rest of my squad."

"They've all crammed themselves on a single point?" Zero clarifies.

Amiya nods at him, "Nansei's troops have covered a half of the eastern plates. They have fleets of drones out, and so..."

"Why weren't they this fast back then when the Reunion began occupation?"

Kal'tsit glances at him, prompting the company head to dismiss himself. "I know what's up with that, just... well... just wanna make a comment."

"The Doctor will have to come to them by foot." Kal'tsit said, "We have to hope they have the same plan of getting off the city."

The drones above (Y/N) ramped up their attack, some now gliding down to perform strafing runs.

Texas sprints to the front of the group, grabbing Faust by the hood of his jacket, pulling him.

"Give those drones some attention." the lupo ordered Jessica and Greythroat.

Exusiai's gun clicks, emitting smoke at the end of the barrel. She looks back, "LEADER!"

(Y/N) looks at her direction, almost missing the gun thrown his way. "What am I doing with this?!"

The redhead runs into the side of the street, searching through some boxes.

(Y/N) frowns, and more as she stepped back out in the middle, dragging an empty crate.

Exusiai hurls the crate half as tall as her. The crude wooden box wrecks a strafing drone, exploding with splinters.

"YEAHH!!!" Exusiai cheered with a tightly clenched fist.

"Stop celebrating!" Sierra stepped forward, firing her pistol. "Get moving!!"

Exusiai flashes a smile at the irritated sankta and passes by her and Satell.

Greythroat stands beside the other liberi sniper and repels some more of the agile drones.

The bolts and drones littered the skies. Then came roaring engines.

Franka and Cyclone looked behind them at the same time, where a group of motorcycle riders came into view.

Silesia dashes towards Sierra, hammering the ground as he stopped. "My turn!"

Sierra steps back, glancing at (Y/N). "Hey Doctor, sir! You better stop acting and go on ahead."

(Y/N) stops moving away entirely. "No way, you're telling me to leave you guys behind again?!"

"Look here, after everything that happens here, all of Higashi may just come after you."

"Why are you people always telling me specifically, to run away?"

Unfortunately for them, the more time they spend talking and not running, the more their distance from the riders wielding katanas are closing.

Franka stops and moves back the way she came.

Vanilla reluctantly followed, then Cyclone, Matterhorn.

The motorcycles reached them, and the first rider gets his skull bashed within his helmet with Silesia's hammer.

Franka thrusts and rips one off his bike. Vanilla cleaves the motorcycle itself and sends another rider flying in the air.

One strikes Matterhorn's shield with his katana, though the forte's solid grip to the ground caused the front wheel of the motorcycle to go on to his shield, and the rider proceeds with an attempt to run him over.