DIE! AGENT OF DOOMS

The prison door was broken and the prisoners were freed at last.
Brenda and her column sneaked close to the stables where their horses were tied.
Some miles to reach their destination, an alarm sounded somewhere, and men instantly arrived with cries of war.
"Our prisoners are escaping." A guard cried out to some of his comrades, and they all raced towards some prisoners who had escaped into the neighborhood.
"Can we sneak in, without being noticed?" Maria asked.
"Maybe," Brenda replied.
"Lookout." Apollon777 cried out, he jumped at Brenda and pushed her off the blade of the incoming arrow.
Some jihadists on horses galloped toward the prisoners by the stable door and stopped some distance off.
"By the decree of our imperial dictator, Sir Shakau. I ordered you to get down on your knees now." A man stepped out from his comrade and cried out.
"Your Imperial dictator and not mine, get lost or die for him," Maria yelled back and instantly flung her dagger at him.
The blade plummeted forward and sank into the forehead of the speaker.
He looked stunned for a brief moment, then slumped off his horse, and landed with a great sound on the ground.
"Kill them all." Another jihadist on a horse beside him cried out at his men, and they instantly plunged into the midst of the prepared humans and aliens.
A jihadist with a turban that covered all of his faces and only expose his eyes slashed his weapon at Brenda, but the lady stepped off the reach of his blade. He halted his horse, veer around, and attacked the lady, who counter-attack back.
Brenda stooped down, and the blade whirled over her head, she leaped forward, then plunged her dagger into the neck of the horse, and the animal whiny aloud, then fell and throw his reader off.
Brenda leaped at him, as he staggered to raise from his deadly fall, kicked his knee forward, and severe his head off.
Another blow from a man loomed at her, she struck back, and the blade of her sword clashed against her opponent's blade.
"Argh!" The man exclaimed, jumped off a blow that would have cut his shoulder, whirl around, and slashed his sword as the lady leaped at him.
Brenda knocked the sword off her attacker's hand with an elbow jabbed.
She trust her sword at his stomach, but the man blocked her blow with his left leg thrust. Then whacked his head on Brenda's head.
Brenda staggered and shakes her head as a sudden headache seemed to blind her.
The man leaped at her front with two daggers, then strike at her chest.
Brenda stepped left, then right as the man struck again, she punched him in his face as his third strike was missed.
When the man halted for a brief moment, Brenda jumped and swirled, then face kicked the man with her two legs, she landed on her feet, dived at the staggering man, and knocked him to the ground.
Her dagger at that instant flew off its position and appeared in Brenda's hand.
When she landed, the man tried to block her thrust with his dagger, but Brenda knocked it off his hand with her free hand, then plunged her dagger into his throat.
She laid on the dead man for some minute, dragged her tired body off his corpse, and wobbled with exhaustion.
When someone in her back whacked a rod on her head, she stumbled forward and fell.
Brenda's attacker grinned as the lady on the ground swirled like a drunkard on the ground. He raised his rod, balanced his two legs, and struck.
But before his weapon landed on the faint lady's head for the final crush, a galloping horse passed close to him, and a weapon loomed and severe his head off. He died without knowing who hacked his head.
It was Maria, she hopped down her horse, picked Brenda from the ground, and leaned her on the horse, then hopped into her back, and galloped off to safety. "Brenda is hurt, she cried out to Apollon777 nearby.
Like the proverbial chicks scrambling away at the presence of a hawk, so the men who decide to face the legion of dooms In a battle. Contrary to their belief, the undead warriors attacked them from all angles and soon broke their defense formation.
The men out of bravery or foolishness stood their ground and fought back against their invaders.
Some men circled a fallen zombie, one among them pounced on him and struck his heart with a dagger, while another man severe the head off, as soon as his comrade rolled off.
But the headless zombie scrambled to his feet and thrashed around for his attackers.
"Die! Agents of dooms." A tall man rolled and knocked the zombie back on the ground, then cut off his two legs, then the two hands.
But the severed hand leaped all around, in search of its attacker.
"Attack the lady, she controls them." A voice boomed over the fighting arena.
When the men heard the outcry, they instantly gathered around Akira and attacked, but the zombies soon raced to form a circle around her.
The men in vain tried to penetrate the middle of the protecting zombies, after several fruitless efforts to break the barricade, they decided to retreat, but it was already late, as the remaining zombies have circled them, then hacked them to pieces as they veered around.
In the end, all the humans were put to death and no survivor was recorded.
Perhaps the last thought of the dying men was of shame and regret or it was filled with pride, to die for what they believed in.
Kira was still punishing the men who dare stand in her way when Akira her sister had already conquered and resumed her mission.
Kira was seen amid two men, they circled her, then a man with a bare chest whacked his sledgehammer at her, but Kira leaped off the thrust, jumped up and spread her two legs, then smacked It on the necks of her two attackers.
She landed on her feet, somersaulted at the bare chest man, thrust her spear into his breast, withdraw it immediately, swirled around, and tossed her weapon forward at the nearest man.
The man froze as the blade of the spear entered his throat, then a maddening pains burst out from his feet and soon reached his head in a blink.
When the lady removed the spear, the dying man smiled as his pains were suddenly halted, then horrified as they were taken over by the incoming numbness.
He felt peaceful at last, but it was the peace associated with death.
Without giving any chance to mourn over their fallen comrades, the gang leader gave the announcement for his men to retreat, but it was too late, as some sections of the zombies blocked their way to prevent them.
"Fight your way out." The gang leader cried out, then raced through an uphill path.
Kira saw the man escaping, and disappearing into the bushy part after the hill and she instantly raced after him and soon cornered the tired man.
"I promised you will taste the hedge of my sword before the sunset," Kira screamed out, then leaped at his front.
"Get off me, witch." The man cried back, then struck his dagger at the lady in his front, but she bobbed his thrust and stepped back as he whirled it upward.
She leaped at his side, jerked him backward, and slide to his knees.
The man loomed forward, then screamed as the lady jumped up and front kicked him with her two legs. Blades from her heels sank into his chest and he staggered and fell flat.
But his assailant was not yet done with him.
Kira rolled on the fallen man, she jerked off her dagger from its hold and dragged the man's head backward by his turban, then plunged the dagger and cut his throat off.
Some men raced close to her from far, and one fired an arrow that stuck into a tree nearby.
When the men arrived at the scene, they found their leader's remnant jerking violently on the ground, while the head was tossed off into the bush nearby.
They all looked for her but soon took to their heels when the legions of dooms raced after them.
In desperation, one grabbed the head of their leader and raced off with it, but he soon threw it off at the sight of the glaring eyes, and the frightening tongues stuck within the teeth.
"Let the dead bury the dead." The man screamed and raced along with his retreating comrades.