Abelard Smith Part I

Abelard looked at the sorry figures of his father’s men - well, his men. They all had varying degrees of injuries. One of them had three large holes in his arm and was bleeding profusely. If not for his strong vitality acquired from years of serving the empire as a soldier, he would be dead. It didn’t take a genius to locate the source of his injuries. Abelard looked at the man holding tightly onto the gun even under the insane pressure.

“I’d get to you in a minute” Abelard remarked coldly as he increased the pressure on the gun master, forcing the killer onto his belly.

The second soldier was bruised all over. His suit was tattered and the color of the skin was telling. There were purple patches everywhere, and his mid-section was reddened in some areas. These were injuries sustained from powerful blows. The blows weren’t penetrative and sharp enough to break the skin, but they w