[D] Outland moves on to Aztec Tower

[Minoshia]

The Konat stopped and waited for the blue haired girl?s response, He didn?t know where she was, so any sort of hint was welcome at this point. Bradley had begun to entertain himself by making incredibly annoying robotic noises behind the dark child. Minoshia had more important things to worry about than the annoying progression of his robotic servant. When no response came, he continued to walk forward, moving towards the tower. No action had started yet, simply Dante men yelling for the Tower to surrender, and the men of the tower sat inside, not responding. Gonna kill ?em Minoshia? Are we gonna kill ?em all? The demon inside him made his attempt at fueling the Konat?s blood lust, even before they arrived at the tower.

The area was quiet barren actually, it wasn?t a very good place to camp and the tower itself was of mediocre construction. Territory was progress however, as the prince understood it, and their march into Syntech land would only end with the complete control of the small province.

As they approached the battle line for the tower, the Konat prince managed to squeeze through the lines into the front, where other officers stood tall, ready for battle if it need be. Bradley on the other hand, had more trouble squeezing through, causing a ruckus and disruption in the battle lines. Minoshia sighed with anger and quickly turned around, pressing his hand against Bradley?s steel sternum and pushing him back through the crowd in which he came. His fingers slid upward, wrapping around free wires that were exposed in the neck area of the robotic ex-officer. Grabbing the wires and jerking them, the machine began to spark and spasm in disturbing seizure like movements. Grabbing the chain and letting go of the coiled fibers, Minoshia dragged his robotic partner towards a large pole outside a vacant cabin. He wrapped the chain around and locked it tightly to the wooden pillar.

?Down.? Minoshia ordered in a stern voice, and Bradley immediately fell to his knees. Minoshia grinned, before kicking the oversized can opener in the chin and knocking him onto his back. ?Stay.? Bradley lay on his back, not moving, and Minoshia flipped him a can of oil, something he had found in the pack that the robot was carrying when he was captured. He assumed it was some sort of provisions for robots, but whatever it was, it was a treat, Bradley should be gracious.

Upon his return to the front lines, he heard a familiar voice calling his name. He turned and looked to see the blue haired youth filtering towards the crowd towards him. He smiled slightly, before letting his face return to a scowl and his mind return to thoughts of war.