Bound and Broken: An Isekai Adventure Dark Fantasy (Melas Book 1) by V.A. Lewis (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📕

The young man had found a rifle and was taking cover behind a wooden crate. He occasionally stuck his head out to shoot a few bolts, before ducking down from the returning fire. I shook my head and continued my search. Not him, I thought.

I saw fighting everywhere I looked; the sounds of metal clashing and screams echoing reverberated in my ears. But not everyone was fighting. Not all of the slaves had weapons, and those that didn’t were simply taking cover behind crates and boxes.

I glanced past Theodore. He was one of the non-combatants; the middle aged man was sitting next to me and clasping my hand tightly before I shrugged him off. I finally found the person I was looking for. There you are.

Across and to the right of the main hall, a Rabbit Beastkin hopped down from the catwalk on the second floor. He crashed down onto a group of guards, smashing the face of a man into the concrete.

A swordsman came up from behind him, swinging at the Rabbit Beastkin. He back flipped over the attacker, and leapt forward in a flying kick. The Rabbit Beastkin impacted the swordsman from behind, sending him flying back over ten feet.

He continued fighting the group of guards, and I stood up. I’ve... got this. I took a step forward, ignoring the cry from Theodore.

"Melas, what are you—"

I ran.

I dashed across the room through the battlefield, ducking under the stray bullets flying overhead, and jumping over the bodies that littered the floor. My right leg ached, but I could still move without much of an impediment. At one point, I slipped on a pool of blood, and fell face first into it. But I simply picked myself back up, and continued on my way.

By the time I made it to the Rabbit Beastkin, he was down to the last guard. I waited for him to dispose of his opponent, then called out to him.

"Hey! Hey you—" It was at this point I realized I never got his name.

I remembered speaking to him only a handful of times, the most recent of which was when we were clearing out the hallways after we just escaped. He told me that Rabbit Beastkin like him had nothing special, just that they could jump well; one look at the caved in skulls and dented metal told me that that was a lie.

But I already knew that; I had seen him in action down in the basement. I watched him lead the charge with Shang, and later on leap around the battlefield. I remembered that, and that was what gave me the idea.

"Need something?" the man asked as he hopped and landed next to me.

I stared at him, taking a good look of him for the first time. He had hazel eyes, and long blue hair that went down to his shoulders. His long bunny ears were not the floppy kind, but stood up straight at the top of his head.

He looked exhausted; he was covered in grime and gore, and he was breathing heavily. I felt bad asking for his help, but I forced myself knowing Rin was locked in a neverending chase right now.

"The head guard— Marcus— Rin is trying to get him."

The Rabbit Beastkin nodded his head. "You want me to help her?" he asked.

"No—" I panted out, tired from the short sprint I just did. "Just— distract him."

"Isn’t that the same thing?" The Rabbit Beastkin stared blankly at me.

I shook my head, and stood up straight. I pointed at the distant figures— at the occasional red blasts in the distance.

"His gun. It has a recharge time or something. That’s why he doesn’t just fire it constantly! If you just take away his attention for a couple seconds, Rin can reach him!"

The Rabbit Beastkin turned his head in the direction I was pointing; the fighting had spread to a courtyard just outside the warehouse, and that was where Marcus was. The Rabbit Beastkin turned back to me, hesitant—

But he resolved himself. He nodded at me, and spoke over the battlefield.

"Got it."

And then he jumped.

He leapt past all the fighting, out the entrance of the warehouse. I aimed my pistol, and fired at all the guards trying to shoot him. I was afraid of killing them— almost hesitant to shoot— but I pulled the trigger anyway. My trembling hands made me miss most of my shots, but I struck a man on the shoulders, causing him to drop his weapon.

The Rabbit Beastkin landed next to Rin, stopping only to give her a smirk, and bounded for the head guard. Marcus stared wide eyed at the flying figure coming at him. He rolled out of the way from the Rabbit Beastkin, as he landed and cracked the concrete with a flying axe kick.

The head guard whipped out his pistol, and sent a red bolt of energy to the Rabbit Beastkin. He saw it coming, and hopped over the large red light. But Marcus was not done.

Marcus dashed at the Beastkin, stabbing as he went. The Rabbit Beastkin sidestepped the attack. He circled around the head guard, sweeping at his feet.

But the head guard nimbly jumped over it. The Rabbit Beastkin saw this as an opportunity to follow up with an attack. Marcus was still midair when he threw another kick—

The Rabbit Beastkin had just extended his legs when glowing red chains engulfed him.

I watched in shock as Julian aimed his cane at the man, and bindings made of red energy shot out of it. It wrapped around the Rabbit Beastkin, ensnaring him, preventing him from moving.

No. I had a worried feeling in the pit of my stomach for a second. I lifted my pistol and tried to shoot, but I was too slow. In the next moment,