Spirit Energy
CHAPTER 8: The Fugitive

Three days had passed since the last conversation between Jormac and Fisa. During those three days, Jormac was still living his routine at the office as usual, then went home and slept at Fisa's house.

Although Jormac had gone to great lengths to look for clues or signs that could help them in their pursuit of the 1000x Nuclear organization, he felt increasingly depressed. Every day that passed without success made him even more afraid of Fisa's disappointment. It was a heavy burden that he felt.

Every night, when he returned to Fisa's house, the woman's facial expression grew more serious. However, Fisa did not say much during these three days. Jormac felt increasingly distressed by his feelings of uncertainty and inability to express anything useful.

As Jormac looked at the increasingly grim Fisa, he felt annoyed at himself. Although he had searched diligently, he had yet to find any significant clues or even traces of the 1000x Nuclear organization. Every effort he made seemed to be in vain.

Jormac felt like he was on the edge of despair. He was eager to meet Fisa's expectations, but so far, he felt increasingly distant from that goal. His lethargic face reflected the uncertainty and pressure he was going through.

Inwardly, he wondered if he would be able to find the clues they needed, or if they would continue to be in the shadow of the increasingly threatening 1000x Nuclear organization.

Jormac, though eager to talk to Fisa and share the burden he felt, was afraid to do so. She felt like Fisa must also be struggling as hard as she was in pursuit of clues that never appeared.

For some reason, Jormac began to feel that they were both on a difficult journey and maybe the result was also a dead end. He was afraid that it would add pressure on Fisa if she complained or showed her uncertainty.

As time passed, Jormac grew increasingly frustrated by his increasingly complicated situation. However, he also began to feel closer to Fisa, even though their communication was limited. They were two people caught in an extraordinary situation, and it began to unite them, even in a stressful silence.

However, such a situation can also change just like that. As Jormac was soundly asleep in Fisa's house, he suddenly felt shocked by the gentle touch. He opened his eyes quickly, only to find Fisa standing by his bed, looking at him seriously.

Jormac felt his heart pounding from this shock. He never expected that Fisa would wake him up in the middle of the night like this. Quickly, he gathered all his life and consciousness to talk to Fisa.

"Fisa, what's going on?" jormac asked with a worried tone.

Fisa looked at him sharply, and her face looked solemn. "It's time we talk, Jormac" he said in a low voice. "I need an answer to a question that's been bothering us all along."

Jormac felt increasingly curious, though also relieved that he finally had a chance to talk to Fisa. "Sure, what do you want to ask?"

Fisa sat beside Jormac's bed and looked at him very seriously. "What do you know about Spirit Energy, Jormac? And what have you been doing for the last three days at the office?"

Jormac was surprised by the question. He never expected that Fisa would know about Spirit Energy or even his deep attention on the work in the office. "I'm trying to find clues or information that could help us, Fisa. But, so far, I haven't found anything. I felt so disappointed that I couldn't get a better result."

Fisa nodded with understanding, but her face remained solemn. "I have also done my own investigation of Spirit Energy, Jormac, but unfortunately the result is deadlocked. Though this is one of the keys to uncovering the mystery behind the 1000x Nuclear Organization."

Jormac was surprised that Fisa could take him for granted. "Maybe because we have the same results," that's what Jormac had in mind.

As the two of them were still talking to each other, there was an unexpected knock on the door and the sound of the door being forcefully opened, of course it shook their composure. The two of them looked at each other with faces full of confusion and tension as Fisa grumbled, "Damn! Why should it be now?"

The panicked and confused Jormac could only fall silent, as Fisa ordered that he walk behind her carefully, he followed her. They sneaked towards the entrance, checking things carefully.

When the door of their house was forcefully opened, a loud noise made Jormac even more agitated. They saw three armed men, and a gun hidden in their trouser pockets became a real threat.

"That fucking guy!" fisa complained furiously.

Jormac felt increasingly confused and fearful. He wanted to know what Fisa meant by "those people," but had not had time to get an answer, Fisa drove forward and attacked the three people with a very flexible body movement. Fisa is like dancing on the floor with stunning acrobatic movements.

As the three men attempted to shoot Fisa, the bullets shot in all directions, but nothing hit Fisa. He moved so fast that the bullets failed to hit him.

Then, Fisa nimbly kicked the bellies and heads of the three people in turn. They fall quickly under Fisa's deadly acrobatic attack.

"That's great," Jormac, who was hiding behind, felt disbelief at what he had just witnessed. It was the first time he had seen someone who could completely dodge bullets like in the many action movie scenes he had ever watched. Fisa's skill and speed are so incredible, that it amazes him and feels like he's in the middle of an increasingly absurd situation.

Fisa ordered Jormac to pack his things quickly. He said that his house was no longer safe, and he would give all the information he knew to Jormac. Fisa reveals that all this time, she still has not trusted Jormac and considers him a person who understands nothing. He apologized to Jormac for his negative views and promised to explain everything he knew.

Jormac, hearing an apology from Fisa, felt unworthy to accept it. He felt that he was part of all this and had to fight together with Fisa. He simply said to Fisa that they should quickly pack their things before the three people woke up.

"Yes, that I can do later," Fisa looked at the three people lying on the floor with a cold gaze, which she had never let out before. The look on his face was very serious, and Jormac felt trembling looking at it.

"These three people, they're a big threat. After all we can't extract information from them, so it's better we get rid of them" Fisa said without an expression of regret.

Jormac, perplexed and shocked by Fisa's actions, asked, "What do you mean?"

Ignoring the question from Jormac, Fisa moved quickly and picked up the gun lying on the floor.

DOR'S! DOR'S! DOR'S!

The sound of gunfire rang out three times in Jormac's ears, and all three bullets pierced through the heads of the three men. Jormac felt shocked and shaken by the decisive actions of Fisa, who seemed to have taken the decision to stop this threat in a drastic way.