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The last thing you'd imagine Earth's General having is an identity crisis, let alone in the middle of an interstellar war, but for General Avalyn Concerto she begs to differ.
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A sword sliced the glob demon in half from behind. The demon's torso gurgled bubbles across its stomach, then slid off like a tree axed at the center. Slim and ooze spread like tar over the grass until it hardened into a shell and crumbled away.
Ava quickly stepped back into the door.
Wind tossed Marc's black hair away from his face, curled in the breeze. They stood there, gazing at the other. He wore the UFE military uniform, clad black, mixing well with his lean physique and sword. It's been a week since they last saw one another, since they last spoke, but it felt like forever.
Her heart raced at the mere sight of him.
More glob demons came towards them in packs. He drew a finger across the air, blue lines hovered. The character for ice sealed at the tip of the spell. Marc rammed his hand through it and into the dirt. The ground froze, whipping across the entire field until every single glob demon turned into an ice sculpture. Gio knocked one over with the swing of his sword, it broke into shards like glass.
Marc never touched the short sword on his waist, as expected of a prince.
A low chuckle appeared behind Ava. "Well, what do we have here? Looks like you guys found yourself in some deep shit," Josh said this with the best intentions.
Lieutenant General Joshua Dubois. His dirty blonde mohawk was exceptionally tall today, razor sharp like the blade of his ax, glinting under the afternoon sun. The smile on his face just proved this secret mission would hurt Ava and Gio in the long run. Because Josh was their personal trainer, he sought for any excuse to push them over the edge.
Marc took Ava's arm and pulled her close. She felt safe, though his words were full of anger. "You're lucky my GPS finder could track you. If it didn't, you'd be dead right now. Do you understand that?"
She rolled her eyes. "Stop being such a drama queen. I had it under control."
"That doesn't look like you had it under control." He pointed at the sculptures.
The ice cracked.
A howl broke out.
Wolf demons stood on top of the skyscraper, serpent tongue out, anticipating the taste of their flesh. The ice chipped away across the field. Glob demons rose through the ice, making Gio hurry back to Ava's side.
Josh swung the battle ax off his broad shoulders, flexing his muscles with the pop of his neck. "You take the Pipsqueak home. I'm gonna stay and have some fun."
"And this is why they thought it was okay to come out here." Marc pushed his specs up by the bridge. "This is dangerous. This isn't supposed to be fun. They could have—"
"Whoa, lighten up. If you're that worried about the Commander reprimanding me, then dock it as a last-minute training session." Josh waved off.
The ground shook beneath Ava's boots. A tall glob demon headed their way, moving faster than its round size should allow. Josh's hickory eyes gleamed with mischief at the new challenge before him, and cracked his knuckles in preparation of a good fight.
