𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

chapter 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧.

ˢⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ⁱⁿᶠᵃᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

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[ another save ]

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤. Entering the foyer, Harley had already walked forward, and you wondered just what the hell had left the soldiers and the squad with wide eyes. 

"You're back!" she beamed, waving at you. "Did you take Flag out for a blowie?"

"Excuse me?"

"Jesus!"

"I know why I'm offended, but why are you offended?" you questioned, causing Rick to sputter out and shake his head. 

"Enough!" he demanded, gathering his thoughts. "We still have a dozen more levels we need to scale. There's a route through this office sector. Let's go."

The mixed group followed the order, travelling through the wide hallway which soon joined into the entire open level. The lights were dim and scattered, leaving the room still relatively dark, except for the desk lamps. 

"Flag, they're all around you."

That was enough to get you stopping, her urgent voice somehow loud even though the cautionary warning was meant to be a low whisper. 

"Hold," the colonel ordered, holding up his fist.

"Use extreme caution."

"I don't like this, Flag," Deadshot murmured. 

"I don't like it either," Rick admitted, glancing around the room.

Floyd reached down, taking ahold of the signature white mask, quickly slotting it over his head. Harley smirked, glancing at him. 

"Pussy."

"I will knock your ass out," he threatened immediately. "I do not care that you're a girl."

You looked upwards with a furrow of your brows upon hearing the sound of that ancient language, the words flittering above in the overhanging roofs.

Suddenly, dozens of the humanoids dropped from the roof, and you sprung backwards as one of them landed in front of you. Yourself and the others began to urgently shoot, given as two soldiers had just been killed in a split second of shock. 

You vaulted forward, hiking your hand against the creature's shoulder and using the momentum to propel yourself, running along the glass wall for a few steps before swinging around and clocking the gun against its head, pressing the trigger. 

It dropped to the floor a moment later, and you spun around, taking out your other gun in the process, and aimed them both at two incoming humanoids. 

"They're after Flag again!" Floyd shouted, mainly at you, given your closer radius to the colonel. 

"Son of a bitch! Get off me!" Rick barked at the swarm of creature's holding his arms down. 

"Circle up! Circle around him!"