“Disruption is a temporal annoyance which begets lingering rage. But whom was it that was in a state of anger in the council consisting of the councilmen who wore the selham? The old man barely expressed annoyance as he said, ‘Alas, the meeting has adjourned. You are now dismissed. You are now to attend the latest fight that has been launched on someone else’s behalf…me thinks.’ The woman stared at the old man and began to position in herself in to a prose in which she drew the sword on her left hand towards the old man in which the tip was pointing at him whilst she bended her elbow towards the back whilst with her right hand she pointed the tip of the blade at him. The councilmen were in shock. Both Selijuk and Aamir were ready to initiate battle yet as soon as the intention was clear, both of them witnessed the sudden lunge attack that was so fast that it was such a surprise that the old man stopped it. Well did he though? Or was it the automated response of an android which bore the resemblance of a faceless mannequin which had no garments on it in which the textile feudal lords like to adorn it with the majestic clothing of a persian prince but yet… the old man adorned it with something much more sharper in taste or rather more pointier than a ordinary needle. And amongst those who were in the enclosed room in the council, the meddlesome threat retreated as she jumped backwards with her body spinning in the air and on top of the chair. The old man spoke with his teeths clenching, ‘Is this the woman in which Arash whispered to me about? Now young woman, he did not tell me on what grounds he excommunicated you. I might ask the fine gentlemen over there why that was the case whilst you are quite meddlesome in these areas. I won’t let you especially a woman such as yourself defile yourself in the chaos you have brought. Now hand yoursel-’ The speech was abrupted again as the woman dash to another chair in which she pinpointed her sharp eyes directly at the old man without the android in front of her in which involved her throwing right blade in the sky and right back into her right hand in which she pointed the nuzzle at the old man. It was there she pulled the trigger. The old man right flickered instantly towards the bullet in which an explosion occurred. The councilmen gasped. Selijuk tightened his hold on to his shotgun pistol and Aamir threw pulled his sword out as the woman uttered a seemingly a supposed triumphant grin on her face as she faced the fine gentlemen that the old man spoken of and what a surprise the old man speaks again, ‘Tis but a rude display of the young women these days. They don’t even let you finish a speech! Although its quite different with you as my granddaughter tends to annoy me with her nonsencial gossip but you, you simply want to kill me.’ The woman shifted her attention back to smoke that subsisted as she noticed the mannequin andorid standing in front of the old man, unscathed with a smirk on his face. But something else lurked in the midst of the fleeing smoke as metallic gloves became apparent as it was so transparent that the old man was remotely from a distance signaling via sign language in which the robotic mannequin began adjusting its position to lunge attack similar to how the woman positioned herself before. The old man with metallic gloves which technologically detected the movements of the old man’s hands which was transmitted to the hidden radio receivers of the mannequin alongside A.I. technology which adapts to new input especially the new input of the young woman’s recent moves but hastily the woman dashed across the councilroom and past the door in which she quickly passed through the two fine gentlemen who were both shocked and amazed by fiery set of events that transversed ever so recently. For Aamir, he underestimated her strength and for Selijuk, he was in such shock that he wondered if that was the same broken woman he saw in the tower who fled by the mere sight of his fists. Something changed. And indeed something did change as the changes that occurred were like witnessing a collection of frames put together in at such high frames per second in which the old man moved his hands where the the robotic mannequin withdrew to its default position and chased after the woman and similarly dashed past the gentlemen again as it pushed through the door. And yet the old man stood there moving his fingers, his wrists and the entirety of his hands as they both heard gunshots, explosions and sword clash being heard across the city. Both Selijuk and Aamir went out whilst the councilmen remain where they seated. Outside they saw it. The woman moved in zigzag pattern towards the robotic mannequin in which on the left hand side of the robotic mannequin she triggered the nuzzle at the back of the blade towards the robotic mannequin and instantly went to the right hand side of the robotic mannequin in which she jumped into the sky where she span with the sharpness of her blade facing towards the robotic mannequin like a fidget spinner. The robotic mannequin moved back as soon as the woman finished her dazzling performance in front of her audience i.e. the not so fine gentlemen observing her as she landed on the ground with her knees bent and her blades pointing towards the robotic mannequin. The robotic mannequin swiftly moved towards her left hand side and proceed to plunge the needle towards her head yet instantly she flipped her blade with the nuzzle pointed at the robotic mannequin and she jumped back pulling the trigger. An explosion ensued. The robotic mannequin stood still in the mist of the white smoke but whilst it stood still Selijuk pulled the trigger of his shotgun pistol with the bullet ricocheting from the surface and towards the sharp chin of the woman. But such difficulties in combat were not new to her as she swiftly took her blade and by the tip of the blade, she splited it into two fragments which flew across next to her body. What a miss. But Aamir did not intend to miss his attack as he grabbed his scythe on his left hand, his sword on his right hand, a spear crouched in the pit of his arm and a dagger by his teeth. It was at that moment he jumped spinning around with his metallic weapons dancing in the air. But such a performance was seen by the woman as something to not take lightly as she moved back and immediately took out her nuzzle and pointed at him which did not go unnoticed by Aamir as he threw his scythe in the air which span in a spiral movement towards the woman whilst the robotic mannequin suddenly launched a lunge attack again, towards the woman whilst selijuk went to her left hand side with some distance in which he once again pulled the trigger of his shotgun pistol towards her again. A scythe flying towards her with Aamir dancing with his blades behind, a robotic mannequin launching a sprintful dash through the smoke with its lunge attack and a bullet fired from a shotgun. Oh how trapped as she was. But yet the trap did not wither her determination as she knew that traps were temporal thorns that merely take you in surprise and poke you in a painful way. It was at that moment she moved back in the air with her back behind the bullet and away from the direction of the scythe as the bullet penetrated the flesh near her stomach in which she pulled the nuzzle towards the robotic mannequin and the other nuzzle towards Aamir who was still dancing with his blades and triggered them both. The robotic mannequin was caught in the explosion again whilst Aamir widened his eyes and groaned in a ferocious manner as he threw his blades in the sky with the exception of the dagger by his teeth and the spear by his shoulder which split into two pieces as part of the spear with the blade left whilst the other part of the spear stayed within the shoulders whilst the string were attached to both sides as as trigger a button on the spear in which in the explosion ensued when it hit the blade. And after the woman triggered the nuzzle she span her body towards Selijuk and once again crounched down towards his right side of his body and the woman launched two spearlike attacks, one towards his neck and one towards his stomach but as she moved she noticed an optic fibre cable attached to her arm beneath her shoulder where a sword came dashing towards her. She quickly cut the cable off with the blade gripped by her left hand and as the blade fell to the ground and then she tried to attack Selijuk again, this time with her two of nuzzles pointed directly at Selijuk after Selijuk pointed his shotgun pistol towards her yet it was that point where she noticed an optic cable attached to one of the nuzzles in which a cleaver cut through between the trigger and the nuzzle. Not one nuzzle but both of them. The woman groaned in a manner that was unbecoming of a lady as the flipped the handle with her blades pointing towards the Selijuk as she lifted it in anger with grip tightening with the adrenaline pumping, pumping, pumping as her anger paid no attention to the shotgun pistol pointed at her. Selijuk suddenly hesitated and within that hesitation the woman began to swing towards him yet as she swinged it, out of the midst of the simmering smoke, Aamir dashed with his dagger by his teeth as he tried to slash her neck as he tried to approach behind her back. Yet she did not lack the attention to the sharpness of Aamir’s dagger even though her adredaline pumped up to the heights of the mount damavand as she plunged the blade on her left hand towards Aamir’s stomach whilst she tried deflect the dagger with the blade on her right hand but Aamir with ferocious force pushed her blade to the extent that her right shoulder move back with her blade pointing to the ground which threw her off balance as the tip of her other blade gripped by her left hand pointed towards the left of aamir as he lifted his right leg and hit his shoes with its small rounded pencil like blades attached to the sole of the shoe against her stomach and pushed her stomach with a push kick in which she was pushed away at a large distance. The cuts to her belly were apparent, her coughs were apparent, her vulnerability was apparent but what could be more apparent than drain opening to the left of her body as Aamir began to chase the woman, the woman disappeared into one of the drain opening near the area as she threw both a flash bomb and a smoke bomb on the ground in which both Selijuk and Aamir were stunned by that attack. Selijuk looked at the direction of the robotic mannequin as it stood there whilst the old man emerged from the council hall as he spoke in in rusty tone, ‘Hmmm, she went down the sewers? Oh speaking of sewers there was an assignment that I wish to give you fine gentlemen but it seems you might want to deal with more than one maniac it seems. Both the crazy woman and a man in suit.’ Aamir began lifting his heads upwards as the dagger fell from the jaws of stalemate and as he started closing the eyelids he said, ‘Oh how I despise suits and reckless behaviour of a woman.’.”