Chapter 392 Unlucky!
Southwest: Metropolitan City
Arti:
Following behind the woman I have recently met as she takes me to an abandoned building, coming up to the rundown facility that looks like an old factory, I say, before we settle here to make a more personal convo. What is your name? I don't want to just keep calling you miss.
Opening the steel doors as she doesn't turn back to speak, the young woman states, Colra. And you?
Responding promptly I answer, Arti. Now that we got names out of the way, are we going to chat comfortably now?
Pausing her feet a couple paces as we are in a decent open space in here as it is pretty spacious, making eye contact as her eyes meet mine, Colra states, alright shoot. Ask away any questions you have an I'll see if I have an answer for you.
Having one already preset in my mind I voice casually, tell me...do you know where I can find where one of Zorga's Eliminators are in this city.
Quiet for a brief second, Colra says with her tone getting some what trippy, why do you want to know that?
Feeling a small flux in the room as I sense a faint hint of gunergy, instantly letting mine slowly seeps out, I comment, seems I got my answer your one of them. Funny I guess I'm unlucky.
Whipping out a black and silver pistol as Colra fires at me without warning, dodging her shots by the hair of my chin, rushing up on me as she closes in, Colra says with her face unperturbed, yes you are very unlucky and who sent you?
End of Chapter 392