Zena: The Last Fight
Threats

The noise coming from the courtyard of the headquarters, disturbed Chendrik and all the Eagle Eyes troops held captive inside the prison.

"You ready?" arabella asked, holding up the weapon in her hand.

"Ready!" answer them simultaneously.

Arabella took the lead, opening the door of the holding room peeking at the situation at hand. The mafia seemed busy running to and fro. Arabella moved her hand asking them all to come out and split up.

Chendrik and Adhikari have disappeared from prison. Where did the two of them go? No one knows.

"Chairman, the weapon room is empty. Someone has taken all those weapons and left only this useless weapon, Chief!" report one of Hirata's subordinates while putting down some weapons left behind by one of the headquarters's higher-ups.

"Bad! Deploy all the members, we must prepare against this unexpected attack!" he said as he walked out of the room.

"Good, Chief!"

Hirata kept walking carrying a weapon in hand, a pair of eyes peeking out from behind a wall watching his movements.

Bugh!

His steps turned backwards after getting one unexpected blow right in the face. Hirata held onto his slightly bloody nose, shrinking it slowly while holding in fury.

Adhikari emerged from behind the wall, at an age that was no longer young, his punch was still very strong. He smiled to see Hirata standing in front of him.

"A big mistake for you for attacking our base. What you don't know is that we've always been watched from the sky so that when people like you come to attack and want to take over this place, it's never going to happen. He wouldn't be willing to have his house disturbed, let alone be forcibly taken!" adhikari said full of authority.

Hirata smiled sarcastically, assuming everything the old man said before him was just a joke.

"The dead will not be able to interfere with the world's problems. Don't tell me stories to scare me, old man! You think I'm gonna eat your shit? Heh, don't dream!" hirata firmly without the slightest fear.

He remained standing tall and proud, whoever Adhikari meant would never match his strength.

"You sure? Do you know all your guards have become corpses. That's why there's no cannon blast to welcome his troops. The snipers you've assigned have been lying stiff where they're on duty, still not sure? If they are still there, the troops will not be able to break into the base," Adhikari said again increasingly provoking.

Hirata began to be provoked, veins of annoyance sprung up on his temples and neck. Both hands tightly clenched, the sound of teeth clasping also sounded loud as he tightened his jaw.

"Omong empty! I've already conquered their Leader, although you can escape from the prisoners, but I'm a thousand steps faster than you!" Hirata parsed his fist, smiling satisfiedly at the confusion on Adhikari's old face.

"Close this old man, and make him a threat to stop their attacks!" his word and unexpectedly a block of wood struck the nape of the old man.

Adhikari fell sprawled, tied up and dragged onto the roof. There, Chendrik was in the same condition. Two large men guarded him, the head of the headquarters's face covered with bruises. They were tied up and left standing on the roof with a support pole.

Hirata growled furiously, all his cannons had been broken. The guards died with holes in their heads and chests. Even with the snipers, everything was sprawled without life.

"Bad! Who would dare to do this! I will kill his life and I chop his body to nothing" Hirata threatened as he clenched his hands.

He stood watching the course of the war from the rooftop, in the army none of it looked strong. They're just people with weapons. Only two groups of men in uniforms appeared to be good at attacking. Obviously, they're already highly trained Chendrik troops.

"Foolish and weak people! They came just to deliver their lives" he said, turning around to go back down threatening all the people who attacked blindly.

In another part of the building, Zena sneaked secretly inside the headquarters. He hides in the dark, watching the situation. The one person he wanted to meet, Hirata. However, he did not know, just the man he was looking for climbed onto the roof. The samurai had already grasped it tightly, his eyes were cautiously scanning around. He does not know what a Hirata looks like, but he believes the heart will lead to find him.

While all the mafia ran out of the base, Zena went deeper in search of their chairman's whereabouts. He saw a dwarf man who looked anxious. Running in all directions while cursing incessantly.

"Where are all the guards? Why is there no cannon explosion? They are only weak inhabitants who have no provision in war. It's just a bunch of troublesome little ants." While walking quickly the dwarf man continued to rumble indistinctly.

He stopped in front of a table, opened a drawer and took out a firearm from inside.

"Based on drunkenness, watch if I see them coming down I'll blow their heads off for no reason!" he spoke again with rage.

"They're dead!"

A voice coming from behind made his body freeze. Throat choked, sipping saliva nervously and trembling. A foreign voice that sounded cold and sharp, made his legs tremble.

"W-who's K-you?" tanyanya.

"There's no need to know who I am, which I definitely came to finish you all off!" said Zena flat without expression.

The samurai's tip unsheathed his nape, a chill palpating the surface of the skin. The short body is bristling, if measured only as high as Zena's stomach.

"Put down your weapon and don't fight if you don't want my samurai to rip your skin off!" threaten Zena while pressing her samurai.

The pain felt by the dwarf man, warm liquid seeped and dripped on the clothes he was wearing. Slowly his hand laid down the weapon and moved away from it according to the direction of the samurai Zena's tip.

"Show me where is Hirata?" zena orders while kicking the dwarf's back to fall on the floor.

Zena stepped up, stomping on the back while threatening, "Take a look if you lie. I won't hesitate to chop off your head!"

Zena took off her legs, asking the man to stand up. His dwarf body trembled, walking towards the room where Hirata was. Samurai Zena continued to threaten, moving a little was sure the skin would be scratched again.

"You're sure he's in here?" press Zena to make sure.

It was the room that Chendrik used to discuss with him and Adhikari. You could say the private room in the headquarters belonged to the leader.

"Y-yes, at least before I get out. The chairman is in there," he replied a little hesitantly. A few minutes have passed since his departure.

"Open!"

Zena kicked her back into the door until it opened wide. He walked in, and looked into the room. There's no one in there.

"You said he was here? Then, where is he?" snapped Zena pressed that short back on the table.

"I-I don't ta-"

"Akk!"

Unable to speak, the samurai Zena precedes him.