Estelle and Josiah had trekked a few hundred yards when the echo of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind. They
exchanged a nce and quickly ducked for cover, splitting up to ambush their pursuers. The first wave consisted of about a
dozen castle guards, armed with submachine guns, sweeping the area as they advanced.
Silent as a shadow, Estelle descended from the tree,nding on a guard''s shoulders. Her hand mped over his mouth, twisting
sharply, and he crumpled to the ground without a sound. Swiftly, she relieved him of his gun and concealed his body in the
underbrush.
Unaware, the rest of the guards continued their advance, oblivious to the fate of their fallen teammate.
The group moved a few more paces when Josiah, perched in a tree about thirty feet ahead, rose to his feet, raised his gun, and
fired. "Say hello to St. Peter for me!" he taunted.
The guards instantly scattered, returning fire in panic.
Josiah drew their attention, allowing Estelle to nk the guards from behind. With a burst of gunfire from her appropriated
weapon, she took them down.
In under a minute, the dozen meny lifeless on the forest floor.
"Nice shot!" Josiah shed Estelle a thumbs-up as he dashed over.
“Let''s move. The gunfire will attract more guards!" Estelle grabbed another rifle from the ground and, with Josiah, quickly
retreated.
After about ten minutes, they encountered another group of castle guards hastening towards the depths of the woods.
Josiah winked at Estelle and asked, "Take ''em out?"
Estelle, hiding in the bushes, assessed the nearly thirty-strong patrol with a frown. "No, this time we tail them!"
Josiah nodded in understanding.
The two of them repeated their tactic, silently dispatching thest two guards in the column, dragging them into the bushes,
putting on their uniforms, and smearing their faces with a mix of grass juice and mud before quickly falling in with the rest of the
squad.
With Josiah''s frame closely resembling that of the castle guards, Estelle used his silhouette as cover, trailing at the rear of the
troop.
As Estelle had predicted, this group was different from the previous guards; they followed orders with a clear target and direction
in mind.
Estelle and Josiah shadowed the troops at a safe distance. After about half an hour, they spotted a downed airne nestled in
the woods.
The aircraft had carved a deep crater in the ground, its nose and half of a wing buried in the ground. Although the fusge was
damaged, with a gaping hole where trees had struck, it appeared rtively intact. If there were any passengers, they might still
be alive.
The leader halted the group and gestured towards the wreck, "Two inside, search it!"
No one was eager to volunteer; the risk was high if survivors were armed.
Josiah caught Estelle''s eye before stepping forward, the first to approach the ne. Another guard reluctantly followed.
Using thending gear, Josiah leapt onto the aircraft.
The ne was on its side, with the
entrance gaping skyward. ean
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spanned the area for Amiee but
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He exhaled quietly and made his way to the cockpit.
There, he found the pilot stuck in his
seat, unable to escape before the
crash. Knocked Ore pspipudy the’
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Sensing someone''s approach, the trained pilot stirred from his stupor and instinctively grabbed his gun, aiming at Josiah.
Josiah swiftly covered the ieee
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