Chapter 5: Desert on fire
The police force of Aklas was strict. Very strict and, without a doubt, they weren't stupid. At first, the three policemen who shot Onix thought they had definitely hit him and put an end to his life. But when they reached the approximate are of the impact, they found nothing, absolutely nothing, except the bullets they fired, smashed. After they examined the area, infuriated but frightened of an unknown power like that at the same time, they returned to the megacity with the mortal remains of their dead colleague who died due to his motorcycle's explosion. They informed their superiors of what happened, and they decided to get ready for an intensive comb from the point in which they lost track of the fugitive, with many motorized men split in groups of two and with hi-tech ofensive equipment. At twelve o'clock in the morning, the searching and elimination operation of not only a fearsome adult warlock, but also of an assassin who took the life of a party leader and a policeman, would take place.
-Hey Kumon!
-What the hell do you want, Yila?
-Look, there! Two guys riding raplos are approaching. It seems one of them is waving signals to us...give me the binoculars...Kumon?
-My god... -said the policeman quietly, as he looked through the binoculars-
-What are you doing? Give that to me damn it!
-Do you see the same i have seen?
-Hm...a black-haired guy dressed in black...don't tell me...
-And it seems he has an allied, this is new. Taking in to account that our colleagues found his abandoned motorcycle some hours ago, it's without a doubt some accomplice that provided him with transport.
-As if that weren't enough, that damn bastard is still carrying the weapon of his crime in Aklas, his strange sword. -Yila took the binoculars down-
-Yes, definitely. It's him, the stupid is heading the opposite direction to the one of his previous escape.
-Wait a moment, Kumon...those two are coming here fast.
-Oh my, those guys want to kill us... Take the phone!! Let's hurry out of here and ask for reinforcement!!
-Hey! But... what are those cretins doing?! Where are they going?!
-Return back if you don't want to die! -Onix shouted-
-Die? Why would I die if what i want is to hand you over?! -in that same moment Rezler's hat flew suddenly from his head, destroyed-
-Because of that!
-Holly gods of the universe!! They became crazy!
It didn't take Onix long to use his warlock powers and activate one of the few spells he had mastered, his useful magical barrier, it's circumference was so big it could cover him and his captor. Towards him and Rezler advanced not only many dispersed motorcycles that, alerted by the two previous policemen, attacked with weapons, but also an incredible high speed tank that moved forward quickly, from the north, armed with heavy artillery. The bullets, being shot from a long distance, were easily evaded by Onix' barrier, but the riders should escape as if there was no tomorrow by the only way possible...returning back, and so they did.
-Rezler, do something so i can take off these damn handcuffs!
-I can't do anything stupid fool, we have to hurry up if we don't want that monstrosity we have on the back to reach us!!
-It's going to reach us anyway! Do something if you want me to get rid of it!
The hunter, convinced by the strong determination of Onix and still impressed by the barrier he created, made his raplos approach Onix without slowing down and he managed to open his prisoner's handcuffs with difficulty.
-Now... -Onix took his wakizashi, taking advantage of it's small size and powerful edge, and untied him from the raplos, although that almost caused him to fall down the raplos due to the speed-
-You will fall down! What the hell are you trying?!
The warlock said nothing in answer to that question. Simply, he carefully managed to sit backwards on his raplos, that way he faced the frightening tank that was chasing and approaching them more. Luckily enough, he ran out of ammunition a while back and Onix could deactivate the barrier and take a break. It was an amazing machine that could be confused by a simple war tank, but with dark and bright colours, four thick and great tires, double machine guns on each side and, the most frightening on that moment...a bumper full of sharp stakes made of steel.
Onix noticed the little gap by which the armored vehicle's driver was looking, and didn't hesitate to take off one of his shurikens and, with good aim, throwing it inside with an arrow's speed. The sudden lack of the tank's speed the moment Onix do that, due to the logic lack of pressure on the accelerator, was the final proof of his victory and on that same moment he didn't hesitate to quickly get off of his raplos and run like the wind on the abandoned tank's direction to jump on it and hold on one side as the vehicle was still moving forward. Rezler, who saw him do that, made his raplos slow down infuriated and aimed at Onix with his bow while he was on the tank, trying to get through the driver's cab.
-What do you think you are doing?!
-Can't you see it? Looking for a way to open this thing.
-Get off and go back to the raplos!
-Stop fooling around old man, and help me open this if you want to live. -Onix pointed north, to the still tiny black figures on the horizon, that were definitely approaching quickly to the place in which they just stopped.
-Damn! -the old hunter got off his mount and told their beloved raplos to escape each one to a different direction and go back home-
-There's no time for that, Rezler. Come and help me open this hatch. Use my katana!
The hunter did without delay as Onix asked and together they managed to open the hatch and take off the cab the dead driver with one of the warlock's shurikens stuck into his forehead. It was a single-seater tank, but Rezler managed to get in once the agile Onix jumped on the commands seat. A few seconds more and he would have suffered on his body the storm of bullets that started pouring on the vehicle.
