I dropped. A tug as ripped them back stumbling toward the walls. “Gulla, get away from the door.” Her energy drifted to the center of the room. Then, I let the bombs explode.
It was strange. At first, there was no noise. Everything was being thrown around. The air seemed to be on fire as bits hit me, and cut into my flesh. Then a strange soundless roar rose up. Once it faded I could hear the screams. To my amazement even if the walls blown out there wasn’t much damage. I took cover, and fired several shots.
The men panicked with no one to lead them. Many fled. Gulla’s gun fired as they ran. When, they got closer her knife slashed out. Some escaped, most died to her rage.
I limped over to her. Blood ran down her body, her hair singed, but her eyes wild with excitement. “That was unexpected. Why did everything blow up?”
My gaze flicked back to Gabion. “He knew you’d come here. He set up explosives. I destroyed denator, but I realized we were overwhelmed. I used my power to set them off. After killing Gabion, of course.”
“One problem, did you ruin the medical supplies.” A burned, bloodied brow lifted as Gulla laughed.
“Start looking,” as I turned to search I realized a massive metal rod in my leg. My body braced against a counter, and tugged it out. “Ouch,” I muttered.
A pleased whistle echoed over the room. “A sealed medical lab back here, no damage outside the door.”
“Good, let’s get it and go. I’m injured, your injured let’s go.” My thumb flicked up toward the door.
Gulla chuckled. “Keep yourself together. We’ll go. Grumpy.”
“Keep myself together.” I repeated.
She grinned as the door whooshed and slide open. “You are kind prone to stuffiness and panic.” The room was sprawling with no dust. A wall of gleaming, glass cabinets stood out on the far wall.
Instead of entering I took a defensive stance by the door. “Yes, I’m a fussy old woman. Go in, I keep guard.”
Her footsteps quiet as she made her way to the other side. “You don’t need to keep guard.”
“I think I’m done with surprises is all.” Not that any time with Gulla wasn’t typically a surprise.
A sharp shout, as her feet raced back. “I got the cache.” She shook the box. “Let’s go.”
A smile forced its way onto my face. “Let’s try to get back without any more injuries.”
“What’s the fun in that?”