Madness in a Cadenza

[Kaze]

Finally the objective was near. The garrison Commander's office, where once was the asylum's director office. Grand, with big windows, or so the blueprints indicated. Yet it was exceedingly well guarded, five guards, two by two at each side of the double doors and the last one right in front of them. Probably the highest ranking of the five. Never mind the cameras the already dotted the access corridors and that gave Kaze the view of the whole security schematic. Yet time was of the essence. It has already been seventeen minutes that she entered the asylum. The alarm could go off at any minute now, for six guards and officers already laid dead, hidden in the shadows, and waiting for someone to find them.. or go look for them. Her position was not the best, literally and metaphorically speaking. Hanging off, in a dark nook of the corridor ceiling, two guards already had passed by her and gave no notice of her existence. For the past two minutes she hoped that the guard detail in front of the only way into that office would go away by its own, but fate never ever really plays the song that we like to hear the most.

"Revisiting the classics, then." She whispered to herself. The classic tactical manoeuvrer was quite effective and she had used it once or twice in the past to remove obstacles of her path. It however, brought a dark memory back into her mind. The destruction of the Liberty Navy flagship, the Panzerfaust, Christopher Phelps own dreadnought. A lifetime ago, another life, another path. She sighed and closed her eyes as she clicked her wrist-pad to initiate the small program. Suddenly, two explosions occurred outside the north side of the asylum. Another one happened on the west side. One within as well. The building shook, alarms blared, red klaxons wailed and came to life. What was once a sleepy garrison of men and women, came to life as their collective behinds had caught fire. The leader of the group ordered two of them to stay guarding the door and started to run with the other two, shouting orders through his comm. "Much more manageable." This distraction had this benefit, but also placed a even shorter limit on her stay, and causing her to be a tad bit more ruthless and efficient. Those two men would die in the next minute, for there was no time left for mercy. Preparing herself, she gave a last once over all the cameras. Everyone was converging on the explosions locations, and no one around in the immediate area. Kaze breathed in, removed her silenced blaster and closed her eyes, picturing her aunt, the fires around Leeds and her men and women, fighting. Letting her bionic hand lose the strength that was keeping her suspended, her mind only had one thought, while planning bloody murder.

"For Bretonia."

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