Before she could finish her sentence, the valkyrie rose her guitar and a wage of blinding light bathe her surroundings, stripping the sense of sight from everyone that saw it. Taking advantage, she leaped towards one of the heaviest vehicles, a tank, and slice it with a single movement, moving then to what she considered the bigger threat amongst the biker ranks. As she could begin to see again, Sanna, furious, turned off the safety of her arm cannon and pointed Rosaleon´s weapon to her, while shouting from the depths of her lungs over the sound of the gunshots and the screams.

“Kill that freak!”

Her subordinates shared her rage and used every last weapon and instrument they had over their enemy, who used their numbers against them, gracefully flying and using her wings and instrument to defend herself from the bullets she couldn’t avoid and the musical attacks, while making them attack each other as she flew through the bulk of the forces.

“Don’t fall into her game, you idiots!”- Shouted Sanna in frustration, following the valkyrie with her left arm and mumbling to herself- “Stay still, you bitch”

In the midst of the chaos, Rosaleón, Glam and Mercuria ran towards their vehicle, with the last one holding to the singer to move. As both women entered, they locked the door and lost the balance and Belle started to move. Meanwhile, on the outside, their sudden ally kept the enemies at bay, thinning their forces, until a giant serpent made out of the scrap from the destroyed vehicles surrounded her at the rhythm of the biker’s instruments, especially Sanna’s flute, strengthen by the amps they carried on the back of their rides. The steel creature could catch up with her without effort, forcing her to ascend to avoid falling into its cold maw and bringing joy to the gang leader, as she saw how she had a being of legend where she wanted. The snake coiled around her as it followed her higher in the air until her artificial fingers divided and began to play a power metal riff, forgetting about the inevitable menace behind her. As she finished, the creature closed ate her, and bursts of lightning started to land on its head, perforating it, followed by the body being gradually destroyed from the inside. Chunks of metal landed all over the place, menacing to crushing anything beneath them, and the mighty valkyrie escaped destroying part of the lower body with her guitar and a chainsaw coming from her mechanic extremity, falling exhausted to the ground as sparks of lightning fled from her skin.

“Did you really thought you could kill me with that?”- Said the towering woman as she was using all of her remaining strength to hold on her hand and knees while her eyes were illuminated with the light of a storm- “I am a fucking valkyrie, I was born to fight! I…”

“Bitchsaysfuck”- Said Sanna after shooting a fiery projectile the size of a fist at the moment her rival raised her head.

“Fuck!”

As a reflex, the warrior moved her steel arm in front of her face, protecting herself from the impact, but unable to do anything about the debris that fell into her face and neck, shouting in pain, even if it wouldn’t leave anything more than a scar on her body.

“You…”- Said choleric the valkyrie, crushing the bullet in her hand and looking at her aggressor- “You are next”

“Yeah? Come at me”- Spoke Sanna with the confidence of someone overpowering another with weapons and raw power, holding her flute, with spikes around the barrel, in one hand and the reloaded arm cannon in the other extremity.

Almost blinded by a murderous desire and feeling the whispers of her pride as they told her to avenge the offense, the creature thought about her objective and how she was wasting her time with these thugs. She opened her wings and reluctantly flew away in the direction of the truck, under the shower of bullets and other attacks that tried to bring her down.

“Follow her!”

“Glam, are they following us?”- Asked Rosaleón through the interphone from the driver’s seat, directing his truck towards the Silver Mountains, a place in where, according to legends, a man sang at its top after surviving the many dangers there dwell, shinning as strong as the Sun and guiding the many tribes that populated the Lands of Metal in the past, planting the seeds of its first civilization.

“I don’t see them. That lady must have kept them busy”- Said the singer, holding the device in front of her mouth.

“Keep an eye just in case”

“’Kay”

After hanging up the machine, she walked to Mercuria and sat in a chair in front of her, taking the jug that was resting on the table and pouring the water inside into a glass.

“How are you feeling, darling?”

“Kinda useless”- Said Mercuria, clearly upset, pointing to her damaged arm with a finger- “But aside of that I’m fine”

“You did it slicing a dragon’s balls. I think those battle scars deserve to be shown with pride”- One her words ended, Glam got up and surrounded with her hands an imaginary weapon and used it in a melodramatic way against an invisible enemy- “Die, you foul beast”

“I didn’t look like that!”- Spoke the other woman as a burst of laughter escaped from her body.

“I was more on the line of Diiiieeeeeeeeaaarrrrrgggg”- Said Glam while holding herself on just one foot while imitating Mercuria during the aforementioned act without any kind of shame, even holding her tongue out.

“Stop it!”- Said Mercuria with tears of joy appearing on her face, accompanied by her friend’s laugh.

The moment of happiness was interrupted as a loud noise came from the roof, making Glam respond by swiftly taking her microphone stand and pointing it to the hatch that connected to the exterior.

“Call Rosaleón”- Said the singer as she moved between Mercuria and the hatch.

Steps sounded from the outside, advancing towards the entry, and blasted the door to the ground with great strength, leaving the mark of a fist on it. Shortly afterward, the body of the valkyrie fell through the hole and landed over the square of metal she had previously marked. As she tried to get up, the singer observed cautiously, with her halberd ready to be used is the need arose.

“Who are you?”- Asked Glam

The winged woman ignored the question and hold onto the first thing she could reach to get up on her two feet again. The absence of an answer was met with a blade close to her face.

“My, such a lack of manners. Haven’t you been taught to answer a question after crashing into someone’s home?”

“Get that thing off my face”- Said the valkyrie clenching her teeth.

“How about you tell me your name and what you want first?”

“My name is Bellaria, and I was sent to retrieve the Remains and protect them. Are you happy now? Because I am not in the mood for this”

“Thank you for your answer and the help”

Bellaria looked behind Glam, ignoring her once again, and focused on Mercuria, who closed her hand around the Devil’s Pick. The valkyrie moved the woman in front of her brusquely and extended her hand in front of the guitarist.

“You have to give it to me. This task is too much for you”

“No”- Said Mercuria quietly remembering the words of Ronnie and repeated her answer with greater resolve in her voice- “I don’t trust anyone other than myself to carry it”

“There is no room for negotiation here”- Said Bellaria as her fingers contracted in anger to the form of a claw.

“You already heard her”- Said Glam with her weapon ready.

As the environment became tenser, a loud gunshot sounded and Belle sped up. The three women looked outside through the window and saw the remaining bikers following and throwing everything they had against them.

“We will return to this conversation later”- Said the valkyrie.

“I’ll tell Rosaleón. Go upstairs and make them stay away!”- Said Mercuria as she moved to the interphone.

“You dare give me an order?”- Said Bellaria angry at such disrespect.

“Yes, now go!”

Taking her pride aside again due to the circumstances, the winged warrior went up the hatch with the singer by her side. Once there, both of them readied their instruments and stared at their enemies before starting.

“There’s still many left. Lately I’m always without my best clothes when these things happen”- Said Glam thinking out loud.

“Soon there will be less”- Commented Bellaria as he fingers pressed the sixth and fifth strings with her index and ring fingers respectively, making an F5 chord when she applied her pick to them.

With their music they created every kind of obstacle they could in their pursuers’ path, from blades of steel to regular pillars from the asphalt they moved over, but they remained stubborn in the chase. With every note sang and played, the remaining lot continued, until they launched an explosive projectile that crumbled the tunnel and opening it to the exterior, effectively separating the two groups.

“What was that? Did they fail?”- Asked Glam to no one in particular, puzzled about the reason behind that behaviour. Her answer came in the form of a soul crashing roar flooded the inside of the mountain, revealing the intentions of the Metal Fuckers.