CHAPTER 371: UNFRIENDLY REUNION

Jace rolled his eyes as he went to lean back in his chair.

Boom!

This time the entire restaurant shook as it sounded like there was an explosion nearby. Peter stopped with his shenanigans and looked at the window with a frown. "It got closer." He pointed out.

"Yeah... we saw a bunch on the way over here. Something is going on today." Jace shook his head as he tapped his communication device and saw he still did not have any messages. Whatever was going on definitely did not need his assistance if the High Priestess had not contacted him yet.

"Anyways, not our problem. So I actually have the most entertaining- truck!" He suddenly stopped and looked at the window. Jace looked out of the corner of his eye and saw a truck was heading straight to the restaurant’s window.

Jace was the first to react as he kicked the table up into the air causing the girls to squeal in shock. Jace slightly jumped up and kicked the table as it was spinning toward the window. Then as it hit the window at the same time as the truck the vehicle began squealing and started pushing back the impromptu table barricade before Jace was pushing his foot against the back of it and the truck had completely stopped.

Jace looked to Peter Reese as he was already standing and assessing the situation. Good. Jace saw the nearby customers were shocked and a few were injured when the truck drove through the window. He could also pick up several voices coming from the truck as orders were given to ’attack.’

"Peter, is there a defendable position?" Jace asked as he felt the truck stop trying to move forward as the driver and passenger disembarked.

"Yeah," Peter nodded as he looked at the bartender who was already throwing a shotgun to him. "Let’s go! All civilians get in the back!" Peter called out as he waved at a back door that the toupe man was already stumbling through. He then looked at the little girls. "Come on girls, let’s head to the back and I can whip up some of these deserts you saw." Peter offered and then looked at Jace and Cain.

"I am good." Jace waved his hand.

"I would like to stay and shred some throats." Cain agreed.

Cho waved and then skipped to the back dragging a still shocked Jordan along. Allie followed after them with a bit more worry in her pace as the civilians began filtering into the back.

"I will defend the backroom with the civilians with whoever is available. But it looks like you will have allies out here." Peter nodded his head in a direction and Jace looked over to see the people from the fractured republic and the dwarf were arming themselves with chairs as well. They were likely not given permission to carry weapons so they were completely unarmed.

Jace waved and then moved to the side of the table just as a man in body armor walked around the table. "We are Tyran-" He did not get a chance to finish his sentence as there was a crisp snap as Jace snapped his neck. Jace pulled the gun out of his hand and aimed it to the other side of the table as another man walked out from behind cover and fired.

Pew!

The man’s head snapped to the side as a blue laser bolt drilled itself through his temple and killed him. He dropped to the ground just as a barrage of lasers flew into the kitchen. The majority of the civilians were already inside the back area.

"For Tyranus!" "Long live the dream!" "Make them suffer!" "For the most noble!" They began chanting as Jace’s table began to get chipped by the laser bolts. Jace looked at the republic soldiers and saw they were pinned behind a few tables they were using for cover as well.

But Tyranus, that organization was basically in tatters after the battle on Vexical Prime. Last Jace heard the majority of the leadership were being carried off to prison. While the remnants were running scared. So how did they manage to all rally to this station?

These thoughts were better for him to think about later. For now he just had to remove the enemies in front of him. He looked at a weapon on the ground that was by his foot. He then looked at the group from the former republic and whistled.

"Woooo!" His whistling caught their attention and Jace lifted the weapon with his foot and kicked it over in a perfect arc. Commander Tyler caught it and blinked before suddenly leaning out from behind cover and firing.

Jace then moved over to the other body he had killed and pulled the body toward him. He looked at Cain who was patiently watching him. "What are you waiting for?" Jace asked as he tossed the laser pistol he found to the other group. One of them caught it and joined their commander in laying down covering fire.

"Waiting for you to do something drastic and run out from behind cover." Cain responded in a neutral tone.

Jace thought for a moment before nodding as he checked over this laser pistol. Cain was right he was about to do something and ran out to start killing the enemies in hand-to-hand combat. "Why were you enjoying Peter’s head pats earlier? I thought you did not enjoy things like that."

"I never said that. I just said it probably was not good for you to pat my head. I do enjoy it." Cain answered, "did you forget the tactile receptors you put across my body?"

Jace grunted, "okay. I will give you head pats as a reward in the future."

"If you really wanted to give me a reward you could-"

"No." Jace sighed already knowing what Cain was going to ask. "That is too illegal even for me. Besides, you know the rules." Causing Cain to click his tongue in annoyance as Jace took a deep breath and anchored his stance before swinging his leg forward.