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Analise had felt that someone was missing the moment she got into the APC, and her sixth sense was correct. Reason lay under some rubble, but she had survived. To Analise, time had slowed down around her. The ball of light was about 5 seconds away from hitting the garage door. The soldiers were just getting through the doorway. This was the effect of having so much adrenaline being pumped everywhere in her body.

First, Analise had got off the APC and drew her sword. Next, she slashed away at the rubble that held Reason down. After a few strong and fast well-placed slashes, the rubble had practically become dust. Analise quickly picked Reason up and ran back into the car. However, the ball of light had destroyed the garage door, and debris flew everywhere. It killed most of the soldiers while the rear quickly took cover. Analise blocked all but one. The last one had made a large gash on her side, but Analise didn't seem to notice that much. Analise managed to get Reason into the car, then herself.... Just before nearly losing consciousness in her brother's arms.

"Analise! Are you okay?" Hamlet asked. Then he saw the gash and mentally facepalmed himself. That was such a stupid question. Of course she's not okay!" Hamlet mentally scolded himself. Hamlet took a piece of cloth from his clothes, ripped it, then covered the wound with it. "Sorry sis... That's the best I can do." Hamlet apologized as he hugged his sister close. The APC burst out of the garage at that moment.