SouthEast of SouthCentral, Bone Valley

*Heavy breathing* covering his face while rocking back and forth upon a large bone sat the Cloud and his surviving track suit members,

* crying*

"I'm sorry....I wasn't...I.. I didn't make it back in time, if I were faster....stro...stronger... maybe my brothers wouldnt have died", Cloud grieved blaming himself for their deaths,

The group had manage to escape towards the entrance of Scavenger territory, Bone Valley.

"Andrew( first leg) did what he did in order too give you time Cloud, also he didn't die right after. He went after Grant, assisting Mark( third leg)." Zack (second leg) said trying to easy Cloud's pain,

"We lost Kizer still ( forth leg), and that's on me, I should've taken out Grain first", Cloud regrettably said with tears filling up his eyes,

"Both Cron and Grain are responsible for our brothers death, not you Cloud", Mark calmly said trying to calm Cloud,

The group rested inside the skull of a King beast, where they gathered their remaining strength.

Bone Valley, known by most as a place not to traverse through or even approach, beyond the Valley lies the five main clans that govern over the Scavenger territory.

"Cloud, Bone Valley is Skull Reaper's territory, we shouldn't waste any more time here." Mark told him,

"He's right, it almost dawn and Sentries from the Reaper clan would have already been sent this way", Zack commented.

The two tried there utmost to press Cloud into leaving but his line of thought was still on then death of Andrew and Kizer.

Not wanting any conflict with the Skull Reapers, Mark toss Cloud upon his shoulders and proceeded to make way out of Bone Valley.

The two began to climb the valley wall with Cloud being carried by Mark, heading west towards the Iron Apls,

"Mark..Mark..", Zack called out quietly,

"What." He snapped back,

"Don't talk back too me in that tone, feel this is?", Zack roughly responded.

"Doesn't The BlackSky has a Raven nest station on the west side mountain of Bone Valley?" Zack asked,

"Can't remember but if he did we're still going through, a couple ravens aren't a threat compared to the Grave Guard", Mark stated.

As they neared the middle, Mark suddenly stopped. Cold sweats raced down his back as he struggled to remain calm,

"Zack..Zack..", Mark softy said with fear in his voice,

"No..whatever you see up there, you keep that information too yourself", Zack quickly responded.

Before Mark standing upright upon the valley wall was a Gobat, a unique species that inhabits mountains and caves, it's known for being aggressiveness towards those who enters its territory and unfortunately for Mark and the others, they were in its roaming area.

Fearstricken by its ominous gaze Mark began too soak in sweat,

*Drip drip*

"The hell?, ey whatever got you sweating this much is your problem I'm going to climb back down and risk going back through SouthCentral", Zack told Mark as he made his way down.

"Zack...Zack.. ey, don't leave me alone with this thing, Zack you lil shit!" Mark softy said trying his best not to make any sudden movement that could trigger the Gobat,

While Mark was trying his best to assess the situation, Zack had started to make his decent,

*Suddenly stops*

"Oh shit", Zack said to himself upon seeing the Grave Guard Sentries arriving.

A group of four had just arrive at the base of the mountain, instantly upon arrival one of them looked up spotting Zack, Mark and Cloud upon the valley wall along with the Gobat which was blocking Mark's progress.

The Skull Reapers, one of the three border clans that Patrol all entrances into the Skull Capital.

Their Sentries wore dark cloaks along with different animal skulls as mask, and like most of the South's clans or tribes they had unique abilities, those of the Scavenger territory were capable of manipulating their bone structure, some could even control the dead and others had even more unique abilities.

The Skull Reapers are known for their bone manipulation skills which made them a fearsome clan too fight against, since their ability to withstand pain was much greater than most.

"I don't believe my eyes, Stallions in our territory? Aren't you ballz", said one if the Grave Guard Sentries,

"Seems they were trying to go over the mountain, smart but stupid since that is Gobat's territory." Another stated,

"Mmmmm, kill the one that closer to the ground, the Gobat will deal with the other too", another one mentioned.

"Ey....isn't that Cloud?" The more senior of the group asked as he squinted too see better,

Back on the valley wall

"Where done, we ain't got a chance in hell against those guys in this position", Zack stated as he immediately began climbing back up,

*Breathing heavy* "Grave Guard Sentries below and this Gobat above, Cloud I need you to get your shit together our we're going to die", Mark told him as he keep his eyes focused on the Gobat.

At the top of the valley, 3th Divison Ravens nest.

"Interesting.... the youngest bother of the Titan Runners, if we capture him the entire Stallion clan would lose their shit and one of their power houses", the figure thought.

Northeast from SouthCentral, BlackSky's border territory.

"I've screwed up, playing around with those Knights and wasting time...hackkk haacc ahemm... damn im even hacking up blood now because of internal injuries",

*Looks towards West*

"I know he's pushing his limits too using that ability, unlike the tribes or clans who mostly rely on our flow capacity to use our abilities or techniques, they are those who don't have to rely on flow use.

The Gifted, rare individuals that can use special power without tapping into their flow pool giving them slight advantage against the non Gifted, West along with his Knight buddies all seem to have some sort of Gift." Ziair presume while trying to pick himself off the ground,

Deep exhale, "I've cornered him. Even if he's a LowTower, Ziair wasted too much time playing with us and now he's spent." West deduce,

Not giving Ziair a moments rest, West sprang back into action releasing another volley of savage combinations upon the now beaten down Ziair.

Bosshhh!!!, drilling his hammer downward upon Ziair's guard,

"Aurrggghh!!..., I've gotta tank through", Ziair stated as West continuously trashed him with hammer strikes,

Shoooooshhh!! Swiftly swinging up aiming for Ziair's Skull, West led with a sharp uppercut only for Ziair to bearly avoid it.

Not letting him catch his breath west followed through in a sonic like motion with a right cross, WHAM!! Bashing into Ziair's guard again,

"Grrrhhh.. he's still holding out... I'll give him credit for his strength but this is it Ziair, you're finished!. West yelled, shifting towards the left of Ziair, BASSSHHH!!!! West rammed both hammers into Ziair's ribcage causing him to instantly buckle.

The pain from West's sudden blow caused Ziair's guard to drop leaving his head exposed,

"Aurrkkk!!!" *gritting his teeth* "shit!! He got outta my sight for an instant and managed to strike my already broken ribs, and now my head is exposed for the shock",

Whooooosssh!!!, "what?" West said in shock missing his follow up swing to the temple, swoosh!!! "Eh???" Missing again with his downward chop.

Gripping hold of his hammers tightly West sharp swung back clashing against Ziair's forearm, Bosssh!!! BLAMMM!! With a monstrous right swing knocking Ziair off his feet and hurling into nearby debris,

"He's blocking the vital ones, he shouldn't have anymore strength in him to do that, I'm running out of time myself." Not wanting to allow this opportunity to escape from him West again bolted forward at Ziair,

"aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! DANCE OF THE MIGHT ORCHESTRA!! BLOODY TRUMPETS!!!" ROARED Westcott,

Near the trench

"Shit it all down hill now, he's at his end if he is using that", Butcher stated,

"This is bad, though it's his trump card he doesnt have the Voice or the Body of the Orchestra", Primous mentioned,

"Those are key parts, which strength his defense and offense, allowing him to fight without care, still Ziair is too weak to be able to withstand this assault", Butcher stated.

"Heh..heh... guys, what are we going to do about the others that have being watching us this whole time?" Tye asked,

"Hopefully they won't be a problem, but that's wishful thinking", Primous answered,

"Tye, if you can't use Heaven's Door soon, then this conversation is void", Butcher stated in a calm tone.

Back to Ziair

Whosssssh!!! BLAMMM!! Ramming his hammer into Ziair with such force and speed leaving Ziair baffled,

"Arrrrrrggg!!!! His movements changed, he's rocking back and forth, side to side as his he were dancing to some beat in his head",

Bamdamn! Bamdamn! Bamdamn! Bamdamn! Boffff!!! West went as he Rattled blows upon Ziair's body,

Shwooossh!! Suddenly ducking a sharp swing Ziair tried to follow up with a counter but his gaze had lock with West,

"No my body, shittttt...."

WHAMMM!!! An earth shattering blow landing flush against his face, torpedoing his massive frame through the ground, THUDOOM!!!,

"Argggghhh!!!!, I can't... I can't take anymore damage", * coughs savagely* Ziair thought as he laid down battered and bloody,

*Breathing erratically* "I'm...I'm...spent, even my hands are shaking, the air is getting thin and my vision is blurry."

*Looks at the others*

"One more push, A LowTower isn't someone too be taken likely even if they're at their end", West concluded.

*Gasps*

Walking out from the crater was Ziair covered in bruises and blood, but his ominous presence hadn't been diminish,

"That's right Beaches, I'm not done. *Breathing heavily* just cause you're able to react a LowTower's power doesn't mean shit, you my be able to attain it for a time with your strange abilities.....but * takes a breath*

I OWNNNNNN IT!!!!!!" He roared,

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! SURVIVAL INSTINCTS! FLIGHT OR FIGHT!!!!",

WHOSSSSSHH!!! BOOOOSSH!!!! "and I chose fight", he told west as he grip and pile drive his head into the ground creating an instant crater.

"Eeehhh ehhh ehhhh.... aahhhh" Ziair laughed and sigh in releaf. Turns towards the others,

*Smiles*

Watching form afar

"Damn...tisk, I almost forgot about the beastmen tribe most fearsome trait, its so rarely seen that most would forget about it, 'last resort' or 'flight or fight', an ability unique to only their tribe which allows them to regain a portion of their strength, either to escape or deal with the situation. In that stated their fatigue, pain and any other injuries all seem to fade. Ziair has won this fight, but he's dead once we enter", legion concluded.