A shotgun was deployed in three parts releasing two safety locks, forming a staff and long-range weapon with which one can defend and attack.
At the same time the two level I's released staffs each one, pressing a button on the bottom that would electrify from base to tip, converting the staff into an incapacitation weapon.
Both sides had firearms to defend and attack with, and despite that one decided on torture mode trusting in their supremacy, the other trusted in their attack and defense abilities to counter the two opponents.
"This will be fun", responded a level I while approaching.
Throwing his staff through the air toward the head trying to end him at first touch, to be calmly received by a powerful counter blow that held the impact.
The second man moved to the left side of Caleb trying to disable his right leg while defending against the first instructor's attack.
"Not bad", responded Caleb while releasing his grip noisily from the first attack and focusing on delivering a kick to the unprotected side of the second instructor, avoiding the staff by mere centimeters and inserting a blow to the second instructor's right shoulder.
"!!paff", was heard as the instructor stepped back. Using the moment of free force from the first instructor, Caleb throws an elbow toward the back left side taking advantage of the loss of balance from the sudden drop in defense strength.
Everything transpired between 3 and 4 seconds.
The first level I instructor fell to the ground to immediately turn around, while the second did a spin back taking advantage of the kick to get back on his feet.
Among the 3 there was a tacit understanding of what happened. Caleb was more experienced than the two instructors, but their teamwork was impeccable, which meant any mistake would have completely disabled Caleb.
If he hadn't been fully concentrated on the two, he could easily have fallen with that strategy, he couldn't hesitate while fighting against his fighters or it would cost him.
The 2 instructors pressed the ground and advanced toward Caleb, throwing their staffs horizontally at critical parts of Caleb's body.
If he evaded one, the other would leave him partially incapacitated.
To the surprise of the 2, Caleb maneuvered his elongated shotgun as if it were just a simple staff, blocking like a whirlwind the attacks that were approaching with both hands.
He ended in a posture with the weapon extended downward and raising his hand, pointing his fingers toward him in a sign of provocation.
"Is that all?"
Caleb's question fell like a dam on the pride they had as instructors.
At that moment each of the instructors directed his right hand to his belt, pulling out another staff that extended along the way, striking sparks against each other, hitting with the other staff as a sign of combat.
Caleb's gaze fell as a sign of discouragement.
"Me and my big mouth"
***
At the same time Ethan had a fierce fight with Lykos.
The two used their trump cards, Ethan with his explosive bullets that could pierce half a tree, and Lykos who maneuvered a half-meter blade with a pistol to defend against Ethan's long-distance attacks, and at the same time attack at close range.
The explosive bullets made it hard to hide in the thin undergrowth, but at the same time it helped that the recoil from the shot gave Lykos the opportunity to approach with his blade, if he missed he just used his pistol to take distance from the attacker.
The fight of shooting and close conflict lasted 4 minutes before changing tactics.
The bullets were the problem, and for as good a shooter as you are, reloading would always be the weak point of using a weapon.
The first to run out of shots would be Ethan, then Lykos with a couple of shots attempted to disable the bases of his opponent while attacking the weak points of his frail defense.
In the end the two were two meters apart with some unimportant scratches.
They were preparing for a purely physical attack.
3 minutes had passed, remaining 5 to 6 minutes of time before Ethan ran out of strength from forcefully entering the zone and overloading his body.
While Lykos still hadn't shown his full strength.
If he understood the zone, it would be a huge problem facing him if he could enter that state.
It was already difficult to face him in these circumstances. Ethan still had to give, but didn't know how much compared to Lykos.
"I must say I'm surprised you defended so well, I didn't expect you could evade my blade after being left without a stable base. More, it could be quite intriguing if you could maintain more than partially your state in comparison to this incomplete phase"
In the background you could hear the clashes between metal hitting against each other, saying the fight between Caleb and the instructors was still ongoing.
"Maybe you enjoy it, and maybe I would have in another circumstance. I didn't expect anything from anyone, but I must say it's intriguing, Lykos, that's what you're called isn't it?, I like having to give everything not caring a damn about your wellbeing"
"But I warn you to stop playing and come with everything you have, I'm not going to hold back just because you're not going all out"
Lykos's outlined contours softened, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Not bad kid, if that's so, then I'll show you the power of someone who comes from the district"
"!!fuuu", a breath in and out was heard, then once more and then another.
Veins appeared on the side of Lykos's forehead, his muscles tonified a bit more, his tendons showed pressure and for the first time he formed a fighting stance, similar to Kick Boxing though more relaxed.
At the same time Caleb was releasing his joints with each movement, pushing with brute force in the moments of weakness and frailty of the enemy.
He maintained a slight advantage compared to Ethan's confrontation.
After separating, the 2 sides seemed to be in a waiting state. In the same way, each one was preparing for the inflection peak point of combat.
Everything would develop in less than 4 minutes.
***
Emily finished searching through the debris and found nothing, unless it was at a greater distance, she would know it wasn't in this area.
Desperation took hold of her mind, more than 15 minutes had passed since she had communicated with Caleb and Ethan, she was worried that her progressive delay would result in some setback.
While searching through the corpses looking for a body with similarities, clothing or equipment that Cloe was wearing before leaving, at that moment she heard a sound coming from the debris at greater height.
Turning quickly she screamed.
"!Cloe is that you?!"
Approaching at great speed she went toward the mountain of debris from the 3-story building that had just collapsed.
But before she could get close she heard a soft and feminine voice different from Cloe's.
"!Wow!, so there were survivors, I didn't think anyone could survive that bombardment"
Stopping abruptly, Emily looked toward the top of the debris.
A girl appeared with black hair with dark green tips, blue eyes, dark dress, with some minor equipment tied around the ankles and thighs.
Low neckline that takes the shoulders and shows a sensual, attractive and shy figure.
"?Mmm?, who are you girl"
Emily's forehead tensed a bit, 'girl?, did I just call myself girl?',
"You don't seem to be with these drug dealing guys, which means I can assume you come for Heiss"
Her words made her alert.
They were the same people who had abandoned theirs for an objective, and that was Heiss.
"If that's so, then you're an enemy"
Her hand slid across her thigh and pulled out a blade at an incredibly fast speed, then after an explosion from the debris shot toward Emily.
She had no choice but to jump to the side, reacting barely to the attack.
"I don't know who you are, but you're wasting your time"
In the course of the search, Caleb had informed her that the target was already dead, and the priority was to leave and inform Miss Kalika.
"Who you're looking for is already dead"
The words stopped the girl who had just landed where she was for a second.
"!Ha!, as if he were that easy to kill", boasting as if she knew something, she slowly lifted her hair and looked toward where Emily was.
"You don't understand how dangerous he can be"
Pulling from her back a handle with pieces of what looked like a broken metal strap extending it and whipping it against the ground she declared.
"You're nothing but cannon fodder for him"
With no time to ask Emily pulled a rod from her thigh, pressing a button it extended to 1.5 meters with two sharp tips on each end.
Putting herself in a defensive position she put the tube between her hands pointing at the girl.
Without letting those words distract her, in her mind she could only repeat the only phrase of importance.
'Please, wait for me, Cloe'