Day 36 – 12:20 AM – Barangay Poblacion I, Real, Quezon
Like what Jones had stated before, the military had appeared. As usual, the authorities came late though. It had been the cliché of the military and police both in written literature and real life.
At this time, Karlene and Joash had gotten out of the smelly toilet and the two unconscious teammates of them were brought out on stretchers the soldiers had. As the soldiers escorted away their target group, they used flashlights to light up the way but they were trying too hard not to move the light outside of the path they needed to take outside the house.
Mark had already finished with his business with the heads of the outlaws. He retrieved their abilities at the same time at the second floor of the house. Jones surely saw the blinding light coming from the second floor but even if the soldiers asked, he had no reason to explain.
The Poor BloodChildren...
The ones in his care are already small in number and he will surely storm that crime district for these precious children even more than because of the slaves.
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