Ochre

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A duel was ongoing.



I stared at my opponent's new partner to eliminate his additional threat at a glimpse, but my eyes could not glare !

"Your powers have faded, in my presence", mocked the ochre hued sinewy feminine prowess.

"If I could not get rid of any one quickly, the two could be heavy on me," I assessed. Onto the dark eye-glasses of Ochre Ogre, I viewed my own image and focussed on my eyes which then gradually turned red. My eyes, full red, relentlessly tried, but failed to spark beam.

"You're a stubborn kid! But you can't focus under my shadow," yelled Ochre Ogre.

I had no option but to escape, not for my cowardice, but to stop wasting time with these roadblocks, while the Mal Mob are at loose with whatever hideous plan they have. I leaped across roofs, while being chased by Ochre Ogre and her adopted son, Mal Mob Boss and in a few seconds, I caught hold of the raging running criminals of Mal Mob, carrying a duralumin rocket launcher with a plutonium core in a berrylium trigger, which could not be hidden to my penetrating ultra-vision. In a moment, I snatched it and ran in the mob's opposite direction.

"Further I go, the safer it'd be for them to set it off remotely, engulfing the whole site whichever road I take it through," I reassesed.

Up is the escape route, but have to be fast enough to go beyond the reach of their radio trigger signal. As I was going to boost it upwards, suddenly I felt it heavier, unable to fly with the load. Ochre Ogre has casted her cursed shadow upon me ! By the moral strength of my initials 'S' carved in red onto the broadened chest of my blue skin-fit attire, I exerted upthrust, but in vain. To my luck, I felt the weight lesser as I saw at my left, the mighty woman with golden band around her wrist, golden lace by her waist and a sparkling crown on her forehead, uplifting the truck-sized bomb shell.

"When will you be matured to call for help ?", remonstrated my friend, "... and stop worrying about me," before I could say anything.



We flew up the sky with the bomb and Whiz ! ... a sound grew into my ears.

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