Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss

Thorn lunged forward, his bone arm already raised as he barreled into the closest soldier, smashing him into the wall with a sickening crunch.

Before the next could react, he redirected his charge into speed, closing the gap and slamming his elbow into another's throat, crushing it.

On the other side, Lilith moved like a dancer, her every shift graceful and lethal.

Her throwing knives were already in the air. One embedded itself in a soldier's neck. Another found a gap in the armor at the hip.

Then she was gone, and all that could be seen was a blur of motion, Pulling her knives back into her hand just as they passed through flesh, and hurling them again.

Ren surged forward, already covered in his Vine Armor. His hand lashed out in a Push enhanced strike, sending a soldier flying into the steel bars of the gate.

Another raised a blade, but Ren caught it, twisted it away, and shoved a burst of energy into the man's chest. The impact sent his ribs folding inward.

In less than twenty seconds, four guards were already down.

But it wasn't enough.

A low horn blew, deeper in the guard post.

And from the archway beyond the gate, more soldiers began to emerge.

One by one. Then three by three.

More boots slammed onto the stone floor. More blades were drawn. A small army was spilling out of what should have been a modest checkpoint.

Ren's eyes narrowed.

"There shouldn't be this many," he muttered. "It's too small a post."

"It's a trap," Lilith said coldly.

Thorn raised his arm again, shifting his charges as he braced himself. "Well... looks like they're expecting us."

The gate clanged open as the reinforcements poured out from the tunnel, encircling them.

Steel rang as swords and spears angled towards their throats. Shields closed in, forming a semi-circle wall. The soldiers said nothing.

Ren clenched his fists, his vines tightening around his arms like second skin. He could feel the tension building. His resonance loop thrummed in his bones.

Lilith's knives were in her hands as she glared at the gathered soldiers.

They hadn't come to block a tunnel. They'd come to kill. This wasn't a normal patrol.

This was a trap. One they had walked straight into.

Ren didn't wait for it to close around them.

"Attack!"

He surged forward with a blur of motion. A soldier stepped in front of him, blade raised.

He ducked low, slammed his palm into the man's chest, and Pushed. The soldier was flung across the stone courtyard, crashing through two others with the force of a battering ram.

Behind him, Thorn roared, leaping into the air. He landed in a crowd of soldiers, driving his bone arm like a piledriver into the nearest one's helmet. The metal caved in, the man crumpling.

Before the others could react, he shifted two of his charges into strength and spun. Every blow he landed broke bones.

Lilith followed with a twirl, pulling two throwing knives from her hips. She flicked her wrists, releasing them. The blades whistled through the air, then snapped back to her hands using her Pull resonance.

She repeated the motion again and again, turning the knives into a blur of flying death.

A soldier screamed. Another dropped to his knees, his throat slit clean.

"The tunnel's just ahead!" Ren shouted, weaving through the chaos. "Cut a path!"

But the soldiers weren't rookies. They adjusted fast, reforming ranks. It was as if they had been waiting and training for this kind of situation.

And more were coming.

Two charged at Ren, spears stabbing like vipers. He parried one with a forearm, vines slithering around the shaft, then Pushed the other away, the resonance blasting a hole through the man's chest plate.

Thorn tackled another Knight into a stone wall, then shifted a charge into speed to vanish from the next strike, reappearing behind his attacker and hammering him to the ground.

Lilith ducked under an attack, her foot lashing out to sweep the man's legs. She rose with a spinning throw, her knife cutting through chainmail like paper.

They were a hurricane, carving through the soldiers, inching closer to the smuggler's tunnel.

Then, Ren saw him.

A single soldier in matte armor stood before the tunnel entrance. He wasn't fighting. He was simply watching them. It was as if he was waiting for something.

Ren narrowed his eyes and threw a coin straight at the tunnel.

The soldier flicked his hand, and a blade cut through the air, shattering the coin as it was flying.

"Damn it!" Ren muttered.

He tossed another coin, this time lower.

Clang!

The same result. The soldier cut it clean from twenty feet away.

"He's blocking my throws!" Ren yelled, leaping over a low sweep and driving a Push-empowered knee into a soldier's gut.

They wouldn't be able to teleport in if Ren couldn't land a single coin in the tunnel.

"I'll clear him!" Thorn shouted, charging through three more men like a juggernaut.

Lilith turned toward the blocker, both knives in her hands.

But then came the reinforcements.

Dozens more soldiers spilled from the barracks behind the guardpost. A literal flood of armor, banners, and blades.

"It's a trap!" Thorn cursed, pivoting back toward Ren and Lilith.

"We have to move now!" Lilith said, slashing a pair of blades across two soldiers who tried to flank them.

Ren's gaze locked on the tunnel again.

One last throw. One final opening.

But the soldier at the tunnel raised his sword again, calm and unwavering.

'Enough!'

Ren inhaled deeply and stopped moving.

The noise faded into the background, the clash of weapons, the screams, the heavy footfalls, and he focused on the center of his being.

His armor began to ripple, vines tightening across his skin like a second muscle system.

He reached inward, grasping his resonance loop, then pulled. Push resonance flooded into his limbs.

Then, he grabbed the Kinetic energy within his bracers and pulled.

The vines along his armor grew rigid, crackling with life.

Crack!

Purple lightning arced across his shoulders, down to his fingertips.

The air shuddered.

Wind coiled around him, kicking up debris.

Ren's eyes flashed purple as the energy flooded into him.

Every vine became a conduit. The resonance of Push melded with kinetic energy, surging into every cell of his body.

He stepped forward, and the ground cracked under his feet.

"Get out of my way, soldier." He growled, voice distorted by the energy roaring inside him.

"I am General Festus." The soldier grinned. "Make me."

Ren didn't answer.

He moved.