Silently, Butterfli3 took the lead and swiftly moved ahead into the darkness.
Apart from the flash of blue from the chain whip sword extending out and vanquishing the two guards ahead, no other visual or sound could be heard.
“Well done,” you whispered to him as you quietly caught up to him.
He nodded from under his wide low hood and then kept on ahead, with you in the middle, and Praetorian bringing up the rear.
He followed the water along to where it flowed through a metal grate that blocked your passage into a well maintained garden beyond the bars, and you all stopped a moment.
“Can your chain whip break these?” you asked Butterfli3, reaching out to grab a hold of one of the metal bars.
“Yes, but it will make noise,” he replied, “let’s wait and see if any guards comes by and if no one does then I’ll break the bars and we’ll go out into the garden.”
“There are a number of hedges in the garden so they will be good to hide behind,” Praetorian said, “they go right up to the building and I think there are vines up the side of the building too… if I remember correctly?”
“Where is the main room?” Butterfli3 asked.
“It’s on the top level. There are 3… no wait, 4 levels… the main room is basically the whole top level… except for the ‘most holy place’ which is beyond a screen and that’s where the high priests get their directives from that possible blue cloud thing.”
“Why would they keep Delilah there? That’s a bit weird? I would probably have put her in the dungeon…”
“Maybe they suspected that we would be able to get to her easier in the dungeon?” Praetorian offered, “but you’re right… it sounds like they’re going to have the strongest people waiting there for us…”
After standing in the tunnel a little longer, it definitely looked like no one was around in the garden so Butterfli3 stepped back and then flicked his sword at the bars.
Within 2 strikes he had 4 of the bars broken open and you all made your way through then walked gingerly to the opening of the tunnel.
The closest hedge blocked your view of the building well so it was easier to creep along that, then you snuck to the next one.
“Is anyone watching from the windows up there?” you whispered with a slight pant to Praetorian.
“Not that I’ve seen?” he replied back in about the same level of breathlessness as you. The adrenaline had well and truly kicked in now and you were all on edge.
“There are guards just inside the door there,” Butterfli3 whispered back to you, “but no other guards patrolling… they all must be in the main room…”
“I hope we can get Delilah out and just take off without being pummeled,” you said as you ran after Butterfli3, keeping low to the ground as you made for the next hedge.
“Tamajiki… I mean, Butterfli3, are we going to climb on the vines to get to the top level quickly?” Praetorian asked in a soft voice as you stopped once more behind a hedge that was pretty close to the building.
“We can’t risk being seen. We’re already very close to getting inside and so far one was has been alerted to our presence.”
“They still think you’re looking for me,” Praetorian replied, “this might give us a wonderful advantage.”
“Let’s aim for the door on the bottom level, take out the guards, then go for the stairs to the top level,” Butterfli3 said back to him.
Praetorian nodded and readied his sword as you all got up once more and ran, crouched, to the hedge by the door.
“I’ll take the guard on the far side, and you take the guard nearest to us,” Butterfli3 said to Praetorian, reaching for your hand to pull you in with him, “and you’ll stay with me,” he added, squeezing your hand.
You smiled and nodded, happy to be safely beside him.
With one final look, the two boys got up and ran for the back door and yanked it open but before the guards could react they were both face down on the ground.
“Stairs?” Butterfli3 asked Praetorian, who nodded and led the way to the flight of stairs that would take you all to the top level.
No one was guarding the stairwell so up you all went and pushed the door open to the top level.
“It’s going to be impossible to remain covert now so we will switch to open attacks,” Butterfli3 said to Praetorian when two guards rounded the corner and saw them in the hallway.
“INTRU—!” One started to yell, but was cut off when Butterfli3’s sword snaked around his middle and sliced him in half, evaporating him immediately.
“I’m sorry, these guards will all have to go. I can’t let them stay,” he said softly to you.
“Babe, I don’t care! Just knock them all off so we can get Delilah and go!”
“This way,” Praetorian called, leading the way at a sprint as he ran for the main room door.
Without waiting, he yanked the door open and stated his name and intentions and was met with a barrage of arrows, throwing knives, and sticks, but none of them hit him, as a Black/Navy caped hooded figure had slid in between him and the incoming weapons and drawn his chain whip sword in time to deflect all of them.
The war cry, from the BB members inside the room, that had started to swell up, died immediately and shrieks of recognition and fear shot through those inside.
“No? Is it?”
“What’s Butterfli3 doing here?”
“Praetorian knows Butterfli3?!”
“How did Praetorian get here so quickly??”
While questions flew around, you crept to the door and looked in.
The room was filled with people- but, as far as you could see, no Delilah.
“She’s not even in here! It’s an ambush!” you gasped internally.
“She’s not here,” Butterfli3 said darkly as he stood and flicked his chain whip around, “go find her. She’ll be in a holding cell.”
“What about you?” Praetorian asked.
“I’ll hold them for you while you both go and save Delilah,” he said, striking out and taking out 4 guards in one swing.
A cry rose up as the BB guards readied themselves to take Butterfli3 on and you and Praetorian turned and ran back for the stairs, racing back down to the bottom level to look for Delilah.