My Servant System

Three of us silently ran around the border of Hajar and prepared to infiltrate the occupied city, using the architecture of the city alongside the environment around it to hide ourselves perfectly as we approached the cliff face that a part of Hajar had been built upon.

Saif continued to feel like a sore thumb to me even as she rushed silently beside me, the hulking - almost brutish - woman maintaining a low posture and avoiding any possible light that might reflect off any of exposed patch of flesh or metal.

Meanwhile the twin dagger wielding woman - she had told me her name was Zahrah - peeled ahead of us with a speed that matched her brilliantly, and she led the way as she scouted with her incredible senses that had been honed over many years of this sort of ’work’.

The others had agreed that using seven people to draw out the main force of the Fingers here in Hajar was more than enough, especially since Leone and Amir would be bringing about the full explosiveness of their magical arsenal to place Hajar in peril for the invaders.

So with five warriors creating a fortress right outside that housed two adept magicians slinging explosive spells one after another, the Fingers would be forced to respond in some way or another, and the most likely way they had would be a full on assault, especially if the two Ka Fiends succumb to their bloodlust.

Nothing was guaranteed, and honestly we were banking on quite a bit, but even if they had to abandon the fortress they made minutes after creating it, that would be more than enough time to deal significant damage to the wall and some of the city, giving us ample opportunity to proceed with hit and run tactics instead.

Either way though, Saif, Zahrah and I were going to infiltrate the city and begin wreaking havoc within the walls, and preferably we would find ourselves some high value marks that would be sorely missed by the hundreds of warriors within the city’s walls.

The sky had darkened considerably since we had discussed the plan, and the chill being blown onto the desert from the ocean before us was deepening even more, slicing through our robes and biting at our skin as we got even closer to those almost black waves below.

With darkness shrouding us from sight and the wind concealing any noise that we might have made, we were given free rein to sneak into Hajar with relative ease as we scaled down the cliff and reached an outcrop that Hassim had told us about, one that led to the other side of the cliff and gave us access to a ’dock’ above.

Wooden structures built atop the cliff allowed for the raising and lowering of items to the actual docks below, and the constant creaking and groaning of the wood paired with the clattering of the chains concealed our approach even more, making the scaling of this cliff easier than we had anticipated.

Below was nothing; no light illuminated the docks below, and the empty port beckoned us with its insidious call to drop down and find out what was down there, but the call of that void wasn’t anywhere as strong as the thrill that we got when we peeked over the edge of the cliff and found four ’guards’ lounging on some crates shooting dice.

"Watch this~!"

Zahrah grinned at Saif and I before hoisting herself over the ledge and finding someplace suitable to emerge from, concealing her weapons and instead approaching the four men with a sway to her hips as she softly called out "Heya boys~!"

They all turned to stare at the beautiful woman, and when she beckoned them forwards with a curled finger before flashing them her leg they all scrambled to their feet with stupid grins on their faces, chattering amongst themselves in surprise.

"Someone said you’d need some warming up, so..."

She continued to reveal more of her leg to them, flashing her thigh and getting dangerously close to showing them everything as she got them even closer, with the four not realizing that she had backed up towards the edge.

As soon as they were close to her though, she dropped her robe back and raised her hands, sending out a burst of wind that stuffed their mouths before enshrouding them in her mana and yanking towards herself, sending them flying off the cliff and down to the docks below.

Since it was easily a hundred feet between the top and bottom, no one else would hear their death as they crashed to the ground below, their bones shattering upon impact and leaving them in agony, if not dead.

All of the ambient noise around us concealed it even more, and the darkness of the night made it easy for Zahrah to hide herself behind some crates as she beckoned for us to join her; Saif climbed up without a care and crept forwards, though I had to look down at their bodies to savor their death before joining them, wondering what else I was in for tonight.

"Was that really necessary? Couldn’t we have just slit their throats and stuffed them into some of the crates?"

My voice was barely a whisper as I asked that, and Saif rolled her eyes when Zahrah flashed me a grin and whispered back "Sorry, but I love~ killing men like that... it get’s me off...", the Jackalkin being completely honest with her reasoning as she licked her lips like a succubus.

Saif murmured "Slut..." before making her way to the next cluster of crates, earning a glare from Zahrah as she nimbly rushed after her, leaving me behind as I realized just how quick they both were; and how decisive they were, since not even a moment later they had found two more marks.

The two ’poor’ and unaware soldiers were chatting about the occupation of Hajar one second, and choking on cold, razor sharp steel the next as Saif and Zahrah stabbed them in the throat, silencing them and dragging their bodies behind the crates.

Both had died before I had even joined the two in their new position, and they cleaned their blades as they gestured for me to dump the bodies into the crate like I had suggested, making me frown before I did as they asked.

"Since it’s just getting dark, I think we can find ourselves a few idiots lingering around the outskirts skirting their duties... let’s go ahead and reduce their number a little before heading inside."

Zahrah and I nodded at Saif’s suggestion, the larger Jackalkin sheathing her blade and instead slipping on some heavy knuckledusters that had four small spikes, opting to make use of her strength instead of finesse in these upcoming assassinations.

Already we had eyes on different marks, with a few being completely isolated and alone, and others being in small groups that relaxing after a long day of occupying a city; some were fully armed and ready for battle, and others were in more casual clothing, though we knew they were Fingers since they were always discussing something heinous.

"Alright, we’re going to stick together just in case any Fiends or other high profile targets emerge, so let’s alternate the kills and ensure no one finds them. We have a few more minutes before the fireworks start... so let’s get to it."

Sharing a nod, we started with the more isolated Fingers around the area, killing them quickly and silently as we slowly lowered the number of targets available to us; Saif would just sucker punch them with one of her giant fists before snapping their necks, while Zahrah and I stuck to the more traditional methods as we stabbed or slit their throats.

Each death was quiet and concealed, and none of the warriors knew what happened before they were shoved into some form of cover, be it a crate, closet, or empty building, which only made the entire ordeal all the more ideal for me.

Dumping these bodies off into those contained spaces meant that the way their blood painted the area was far more creative than if we left them where they had been, and even though the two Death Jackals had me use my Water Magic to clean up the blood and get rid of it, I still got my fix each time I was allowed to slink forwards and grab my next victim. Dragging a blade across their throat slowly and savoring their writhing with my hand clasped over their mouth was addicting, or the swiftness of plunging my dagger through their neck and slicing through the vocal cords and spine in a single strike... there was nothing like it.

It was like sex but better, since I was able to go at it without needing one of my three lovers to be with me, and since I was allowed to be as deranged as I wanted without any reprimand; Anput and Leone were hesitant to treat me like Jahi, after all...

By the fourth kill both Saif and Zahrah were staring at me with raised brows, but neither woman said anything as I pushed the man’s body into the crate and pulled the lid back on top, leaving his corpse there to rot as we made our way to the first group.

It was going to be a long night, but the length was just perfect as my blade glittered in the moonlight, it’s shine matching my desires for blood as we began to thoroughly eradicate the invading population of Hajar.

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