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Chapter 4 Divine vs Kallavan (Rewritten)

Divine's POV

I left the building unscathed and sighed loudly, I checked my body for wounds but I was just fine, my clothes, mainly my coat were bloody and had several bullet holes

Divine: I'm going to need a new coat... And I suppose new clothes would go a long way too

I started walking away from the building figuring my next move would be to find the rest who had been taken to a hospital, I got to see what ambulance took them away and I knew where it was so getting there was not an issue although it'd take a while... Regardless, my concern was how was to get them to come with me

Divine: That's... A lot of cars

The streets had been silent for the most part but now 5 cars were suddenly closing in, I was still fairly close to the comissary so I was going to dismiss it as more police officers but I then noted that they were moving a bit faster than I'd expect, they were speeding so I turned around

Divine: 5 Humvees...?

They suddenly stopped and 20 people came out

??: Culte?

He asked referring to me with a weird name although that didn't sound like a name at all

Divine: (How should I show myself this time?)

I silently wondered and concluded that I should show play dumb and if that didn't work I could afford to be a little cocky, with this power of mine no one could stand up to me

Divine: That's one shitty name, I'm glad it's not my own

I said with a chuckle

??: I see, I mistook you for someone else

He said as we walked closer to me and offered his hand

??: I'm Corporal Kallavan Sarge Emmarie

He said, I offered mine, he took it and pulled hard using his other hand to touch the back of my coat reminding me of the dry blood I had on me and the soldiers were quick to raise their guns

Kallavan: And you, young man, are coming with us

He said looking very serious and slightly intimidating

Divine: And if I refuse?

I said scratching playing dumb in favor of standing my ground only to get a roundhouse to the ribs that knocked me ground

Kallavan: Tell me, do you know a certain Juke Gushvin? He sent me his location about 10 minutes ago and after patrolling the area you're the closest person to the commissary, are covered in blood and your clothes have about as many bullet holes as swiss cheese yet for some reason no wounds

He explained

Divine: (Bastard...)

I thought to myself as I stood up

Kallavan: And no regular civilian would be able to stand up after receiving a kick like that

He concluded and truth was that he outsmarted me

Kallavan: Now then, you can either play along or...

Right on cue the soldiers reloaded their guns to remind me of their presence

Divine: Alright, I understand but I'd like to reiterate that I killed no one in the comissary, this blood is solely mine

I said