Silver Enjoys This Too Much

“Yeah, fight!” Silver cheered them on.

“Who the fuck gave him access to a gas mask?!” Doron demanded, swinging a punch at Lyle’s throat.

“Well when you show the women around here what a real man is they tend to shower you with gifts.” He fired back.

“Did they forget to castrate you?” Doron asked, grabbing at the gas mask.

Lyle grabbed the wrist twisting it “they tend to stop trying after you force the fifth guard to eat their own nuts”

There has obviously been a HUGE clerical error for there to be a baseline cannon fodder that was not a eunuch inside Amihan. Doron slammed his knee into Lyle’s intact groin.

“Aw, that's cheatin’,” Silver griped and threw a metal rod toward Lyle, aiming for his head. He was hoping the blond man would catch it.

Lyle grabbed the rod and slammed it into Doron’s groin. “My drill instructor hits harder than you.”

Doron’s protective cup made a clicking noise. He punched Lyle in the balls. He fought dirty.

Lyle struck him in the throat, nose, and eyes before slamming a foot on his knee. He fought dirtier.

Silver clapped, though it was muffled due to his straight jacket sleeves. “Bravo!” He laughed.

Nilima knew that the alarm meant that the compound was being invaded. But it turned out that the invasion was a lone baseline who got out of the basement prison. Nilima pulled on a gas mask to see what was happening for herself. The baseline was making a good account of himself- and he was fighting Doron. Doron was her mate, she hated him, hated what he did to her every month. But she knew it could be worse. She could be put through the Conversion again, taken by Duuk as one of his mates… Ultimately this baseline was going to lose, it was inevitable, he had no powers and the compound was full of metas that were going to kill him. But Doron might get killed first. Nilima grabbed a chair, made her way behind Lyle and bashed him over the head with the chair.

Silver watched Nilima and tilted his head to the side. “And here I thought she’d be on the dude’s side.” He murmured before seeming to teleport with his speed. A hand would suddenly be around Nilima’s neck and she’d be slammed into a wall. “Doron, your girl ain’t too bright, is she?”

Lyle forced himself to stand his vision blurry “release me and Seele that's all I want.”

“She’s mine though.” Doron said, giving a snort at the baseline trying to make a demand. “We’re not done fucking that pink haired mute yet.” He said, kicking Lyle’s legs out from under him.

“Let me go!” Nilima squirmed.

“So ya can get in the way?” Silver asked, tilting his head to the side as he pulled out one of his many knives and tapped it playfully against her shoulder.

Lyle grunted before sweeping dorons legs and climbing on top of him raining blows “YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HER AGAIN. “

Doron shielded his head with his arms.

“He’s going to kill him!” Nilima flinched away from the knife.

Silver lifted his hand and swung his arm at such a fast speed it was like it didn’t move, but the knife would suddenly be sticking out of the back of Lyle’s left shoulder. “Would you stop yelling?!” He called out as Sarah made her way over. The shield around her kept her safe as she looked over Nilima with worry.

Only Sarah seemed to be mindful of how cruel most men were to the poor women here.