Angel Monarch

She went from shadow to shadow, sometimes even changing their size or shape, not drastically of course. People would notice a weird looking shadow.

After about half an hour she reached the power station. There were a lot of guards here and slaves labouring in the early afternoon Sun. They were moving boxes around the place, Faith had no idea what was in them.

At least until one of the slaves stumbled and a box broke. It had some kind of energy cell in it glowing with power.

\'It\'s similar to the cells powering our railguns, but a lot bigger. What do they use these for?\'

"You stupid slave, if that shit broke we would all be dead! You two beat him senseless!" Said a whiney male voice from the power stations balcony.

Two guards looked at him and said. "Yes, Lieutenant Tor"

\'Hmm... another of the Lieutenants, I should shadow him for a while, like I did with Cat.\'

Faith waited until a guard moved near the shadow she was hiding in, then going from one person to the other she slowly reached the entrance. It had a very high grade lock on it, which she ignored and went through the slit below the door.

The inside of the building was as she imagined, a bunch of generators, transformators and a bunch of other big machine she couldn\'t even name.

\'Clockwork will know about them, and how to sabotage it.\'

Moving through the facility she noted every guards positions. It took her a couple of minutes, but Faith finally found the Lieutenant named Tor.

He was a small man about 40 years old and fat. He had to be an Evolved since he was a Lieutenant, but somehow this one managed to become ugly.

\'How did he manage that?\'

Faith followed him around for a while, but he didn\'t do anything special. Tor seemed to only be responsible for The Hold\'s power grid.

But something else was happening in the station, at least that\'s what Faith thought.

\'They make way more energy than necessary for The Hold\'s upkeep.\'

She explored for a bit longer and found the place where they made those power cells.

\'What do they need them for? I will ask the girl about it as well.\'

She looked towards the window and saw the Sun was about to set. Which meant the fighting pits were about to open, at least that\'s what the girl said.

As the Sun lowered the shadows elongated, which made Faith\'s job a lot easier. She arrived to the pits just as it opened. She didn\'t wait and sneaked into the holding cells.

There were cages here as well, but there weren\'t only slaves. They were actual gladiators. You could even discern which of them were good at fighting, by how luxurious there place was and how many whores they had chained up.

\'They are slaves as well techincally, but they won\'t find mercy with My Lady! A slave can be a rapist as well, they had a choice to fight and live without commiting that atrocity. They dug their graves with their own hands.\'

But of course there were some who didn\'t have any slaves with them. Faith noted them all and continued exploring.

After a couple of minutes she found a heavily guarded door. There was low light in the corridor, so she sneaked past them with ease. Behind the door was something she already expected. In the pits they weren\'t only fighting humans, there were monsters as well.

The monsters were mostly Tainted and from the lower Tiers. There was also two Rotten of the 1st Tier, but those were the strongest they were capable of keeping captive.

\'This could be very useful as a distraction during the attack.\'

Suddenly there was a loud cheer coming from outside. Faith thought for a bit and decided to check it out. She went to the auditorium and hid between a couple of patrons.

Down in the pit she saw a bull of a man fighting multiple humans. The man seemed to be Mad by how he fought. There was no self preservation, if he got cut he ignored it. What was most amazing is that he didn\'t wear any armor, but none of the attackers weapons were able to do more than scrach him.

The Bull got close to an opponent and he punched through his armor. The man was dead, but the Bull was already moving onto his next victim. The woman didn\'t know what to do, when the Bull grabbed her sword and broke it with a squeeze of his hand.

Her head exploded in the next second, as the Bull\'s other hand closed in on it. He still had three more opponents, but made quick work of them. In a minute he was already done.

He waved to the crowd with the arm of one of his opponents, which he ripped off. The people exploded with cheers, it was disgusting. Just looking at them and their bloody sport angered Faith. Looking down at the Bull she got even angrier.

\'How can any human be this insane and bloodthirsty. What\'s wrong with all these people? Why are they cheering? Are all of them Mad?\'

The Bull\'s head suddenly turned to the exact position where she was, as if he sensed her anger. Faith froze on the spot.

\'Did he somehow sense or see me?\'

But after a couple of seconds it became obvious. He could sense her emotions probably, but couldn\'t see her. Which meant she was still safe.

Faith even with this discovery didn\'t chance getting caught and left the pits. Night was already approaching, which meant she could talk with the girl again.

The last time they spoke, they decided to speak the next night to share informations and questions with each other.

It took Faith ten minutes to arrive at the abandoned house. It was night for quite a while now. As she stepped in, she lost control and said.

"Good night, Faith. How was your day?"

She regained control and said. "Good night to you too. It was productive to say the least, but I also have many questions that you could probably answer."