Not Finished Yet (11-04-2022)

== GEO-7, Arthur’s Bay, Camelot [11-04-2022] ==
Heralda lays there on the floor, with a bullet in her head. Dark ooze trickles down from the wound until the bleeding stops. Slowly the bullet that was lodged in her forehead begins to push itself out and rolls off her body, making a wet clink on the ground next to her cheek. Her eyes open up slowly as she sees her fellow Syndicate agents and federal officers scan the building. A Syndicate agent notices her and helps her up, “Lady Heralda. Are you alright? Do you need further medical assistance?” Heralda stumbles to her feet and shakes her head responding, “No, Agent. I’ll be fine in a few minutes. What’s the status report?”
“Ma’am. The building is almost completely cleared out. Whatever important things that were here, they took with them.”
“Shit. And those three freaks got away to add. Has anyone seen Victoria?”
“No, madam. There’s no sign of her at all.”
“Well, she’ll turn up eventually. Hopefully with the Wizard's head. Okay. Secure the base, this is Syndicate territory now.”
“Yes ma’am.”
The agent salutes and hurries off, giving the other Syndicate agents and federal officers commands. Heralda adjusts her neck, trying to unstiffen herself from being dead for a while. She looks around and finds a bit of shrapnel. She smiles and picks it up, quickly jamming it into her left arm. She breathes in sharply, enduring the pain and slowly shapes it to be a sword wound. It bleeds for a few before she wraps it up with gauze she grabs from a nearby Syndicate medic. She takes out her phone and calls Judas, to which he picks up immediately. “Ms. Levin,” he simply says.
“We have a hold on GEO-7. The Roundtable escaped though.”
“We’ll get them in due time. For now, we can finally stop hiding in the shadows on this planet. Do what you need to do, and make sure those fugitives either stay hidden, or are dead.”
“Yes, General. I’ll make sure of it.”
She hears Judas hang up and puts her phone away before walking off deeper into the Council’s former headquarters. She started devising a plan, and ordered more agents to hunt down the Council, even if it required damages to the country. After all...
= They’ll do whatever it takes to stomp out the Disease. =
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