Requiem: Chapter 29
Jack rushed back to the room with the altar and mechanically took one of the holders standing on the altar. He then continued his way out to the room with the desk. He was ordered to bring Michael alive. He had enough weapons with him that were deadly, but he would only use them in extreme distress. When he checked his GPS, he clearly saw Michael's signal approaching. Did the man know about Jack's presence or not? The best place to overpower him was in one of the tunnels, there the Nihonto, if Michael had him there, could not do much because the space was missing to use it with efficiency. At least that's what he hoped. Jack put in a sprint, maybe he'd make it right.
When he entered the desk room, he didn't see Michael yet, so he got along well. Jack was only a few steps in the room or a hatch slipped behind him that closed the entrance to the room with the altar and torture chamber. Michael stepped in with a grin on his lips. In his hand he held a cell phone where he entered a code and so that the thick concrete door behind him also slowly closed. Jack immediately realized that it would be fought here and now. He had many options he wanted to kill Michael, but he would avoid that at all costs. That was his mission, they wanted to repatriate Michael alive to investigate, repair him and bring him back into the field. He had his Glock 22 and a number of spare warehouses. His Sebenza, a pleating knife was always useful for a man-to-man fight but he suspected Michael wouldn't let him get so close that he could use the knife. A knife against a sword was not the ideal weapon. In such cases, it was a probing of the opponent and only applying when you had a certain chance of success to hit your enemy. Such battles he was trained in were a series of feints to test, break through and strike your opponent's defenses. Michael had put the cell phone away and took a defensive attitude. His left hand he held around the sheath, his right hand held the hilt of the sword. A wait-and-see attitude. Jack would try first with words to persuade Michael to change his mind. Maybe he could get through to him and avoid needless bloodshed.
“It doesn't have to be this way, Michael. Why do we have to fight for this?. Let's talk about it.“Michael moved a little to the left where he got a little more space to pull his sword faster in the event of an attack by Jack.
“You're a Black Angel, “Michael responded. “I remember you. Somewhere on the street, I got sedated, and you guys did something to me. Many years have passed and many votes have also been added. I can't listen to all of them.. Some are bad counselors. What are you doing here anyway? Trying to bring me back? To where? Here is my place and here I must complete my mission. You... you want to stop this, I can't let that happen..’
