Chapter 6: Unexpected Ally
I kept my eyes fixed on the approaching figure while the turret on top of my shelter fired another weak blue beam at Jaxor. The shot hit his arm and slowed him down for a moment, but I could tell the turret was almost out of energy. Its glow had faded to a dim light. My shelter’s durability sat at only 5 percent. One strong push from Jaxor would bring the whole thing crashing down.
The new alert still floated on my screen.
[Incoming support signal detected from another survivor 400 meters away. Unknown intent.]
I gripped the metal pipe tighter and tried to catch my breath. My shoulder burned from the earlier axe graze, and my legs felt heavy. Jaxor stood a few steps away, bleeding from several wounds but still standing tall. His regeneration worked slower now, yet he still looked dangerous. He glanced toward the moving figure and laughed again, though it sounded more strained than before.
“Another fool coming to join the party,” he said. “Good. I can take two system users at once.”
The figure got closer. It was a woman, moving fast and low between the ruined cars and rubble. She had short dark hair and carried a long spear that seemed to shimmer with faint green light. She wore simple clothes covered in dust and blood stains, but she moved with purpose. As she came within a hundred meters, the system gave me a quick scan.
[Survivor detected: Lirien, Hunter Class, Level 4
Skills: Shadow Step, Piercing Strike, Beast Sense.
Intent: Neutral – currently engaging nearby threats.]
She was not here to help me on purpose. She was probably fighting her own battles and had been drawn by the noise of our fight. Still, any distraction for Jaxor was better than nothing.
Jaxor noticed her too and turned slightly, axe raised. “You there! Stay out of this or die with him.”
Lirien did not answer with words. Instead, she activated her skill. Her body blurred for a second, and she appeared suddenly behind two wolf monsters that had been attacking my shelter’s side. Her spear flashed out twice. Both beasts dropped dead with clean holes through their necks. She moved again, taking down another creature before Jaxor could react.
I saw my chance. While Jaxor was distracted, I poured the last bit of my focus into the turret. The system let me transfer a small amount of my own stamina to give it one final shot. The cannon glowed brighter for a moment and fired a stronger beam straight at Jaxor’s back. The hit landed hard. He staggered forward and dropped to one knee, smoke rising from a deep burn on his shoulder.
“You bastards,” he growled.
Lirien used the moment to close the distance. She leaped onto the barricade I had built earlier and called out to me.
“Hey, architect! If you want to live, help me finish this destroyer. I have been tracking him for two hours. He destroyed my last camp.”
Her voice was clear and steady, no panic in it. For the first time since the sky cracked, I felt like I was not completely alone in this fight.
I nodded quickly and shouted back.
“The turret is almost empty, but I can reinforce the walls if you keep him busy.”
Lirien moved like a shadow. She darted in and out, her spear jabbing at Jaxor’s legs and sides. Each strike drew blood and slowed his regeneration even more. Jaxor swung his axe in wide arcs, trying to hit her, but she was too fast. One swing missed her and smashed into the side of my shelter instead. Durability dropped to 3 percent. The front wall groaned loudly and started to collapse inward.
I acted fast. I used the last of my gathered materials and slammed my hand on the damaged section. The system responded with a quick patch using whatever scraps were left nearby.
[Temporary reinforcement active. Durability raised to 22 percent. Lasts 90 seconds.]
It was not much, but it stopped the wall from falling completely.
Jaxor roared in frustration. He ignored Lirien for a moment and charged straight at me again. His axe glowed with the last of his red energy.
“This ends now!”
Lirien appeared behind him in a blur and drove her spear into his lower back. Jaxor cried out and stumbled. I took the opening and swung my pipe at his knee as hard as I could. The hit connected with a solid crack. He dropped to the ground for a second, but his regeneration pulled him back up almost immediately.
The fight had become a messy struggle. I was building and repairing as fast as I could, while Lirien danced around him with her spear. Jaxor was strong and brutal, but the two of us working together were wearing him down. Blood covered his clothes now, and his movements had grown slower and heavier.
The core conflict burned in my mind the whole time. This was not just about one fight. In this new world, survival meant facing people who chose destruction over creation. Jaxor represented everything I hated about the reset. He took safe zones, killed survivors, and grew stronger by crushing others. I wanted to build something lasting. A place where my family and others could feel safe. Lirien seemed to understand that too. She had lost her camp to him and was fighting back.
Jaxor swung one last heavy blow at Lirien. She dodged most of it, but the edge of the axe caught her arm and left a deep cut. She hissed in pain but kept moving.
I climbed onto the half-broken watchtower and called down to her.
“Keep him focused on you for ten more seconds. I think I can finish the turret repair.”
She nodded and stepped in closer, jabbing her spear at his face to draw his attention.
I poured everything into the turret. The system used the last energy cores and some of the armored hide scraps to restore its power. The cannon head turned and locked onto Jaxor. It fired three quick shots in a row. The first two hit his chest. The third struck his axe hand.
The glowing red axe flew out of his grip and clattered to the ground several meters away. Jaxor stared at his empty hand in shock.
Without the axe, his aura faded fast. The monsters that had been obeying him suddenly turned confused and started attacking anything nearby, including him.
Lirien seized the moment. She used Shadow Step again and appeared right in front of him. Her spear drove straight through his chest with a clean, powerful thrust.
Jaxor gasped, eyes wide. He tried to say something, but blood filled his mouth. His body slumped forward. The system gave a clear notification.
[Destroyer-class user Jaxor defeated. Experience shared. Host gains 320 experience points.]
I felt the familiar warm rush as I leveled up again.
[Level up! Host now Level 4.
Strength +4, Agility +3, Endurance +5.
New resources added: 60 wood, 45 metal, 15 energy cores, Destroyer Axe fragment x1.]
Lirien pulled her spear free and stepped back, breathing hard. She looked up at me with tired but steady eyes.
“You fight smart for a builder,” she said. “Most architects I have seen die in the first hour.”
I climbed down from the tower and leaned against the shelter wall, trying to steady my breathing. The shelter was badly damaged, but it still stood. The monsters around us were scattering now that Jaxor was dead.
“Thank you for the help,” I told her. “I could not have done it alone.”
She wiped blood from her spear and gave a small nod.
“Don’t thank me yet. I came because I wanted revenge on him. But your zone held longer than I expected. That means your system is useful.”
Before I could reply, the system pinged with a new alert, this time in green.
[Safe zone stabilized. First human alliance opportunity detected. Lirien has shown combat compatibility. Offer temporary alliance? Yes or No.]
I looked at Lirien. She was strong and skilled, but I still did not know if I could fully trust her. In this world, every person carried their own struggles and goals. Teaming up could make us both stronger, or it could lead to new problems later.
The damaged shelter creaked behind me, reminding me how close I had come to losing everything. My family was still out there, and the city was full of bigger threats than one destroyer.
Lirien tilted her head and asked, “So, architect… what now?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but the system suddenly flashed with a loud global announcement that cut through everything.
[Global Announcement: First regional safe zone cluster forming in the eastern sector. Multiple high-level users converging. The hunt for architect-class bases has begun.]
The words hung heavy in the air. Jaxor was dead, but the real danger had only grown larger. More powerful survivors were coming, and they were specifically looking for people like me.
Lirien’s face grew serious as she heard the announcement too.
“Looks like the peace is already over,” she said quietly.
I stared at the ruined street and the damaged but still standing shelter. The struggle to build and protect what mattered had just become much harder. And I still had to find my family before it was too late.
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