The Black Swan Behind (Beauty of Fire)

305 Black is Emma Hilland

On the other hand, Troy and Calvin were also stopped from their attempts to approach the Black leader. Their surprise was far greater than anyone in the building. Not only because they found out that the Black leader was a woman, but because they recognized who it was.

“E-Emma?” Calvin muttered, not believing in his own eyes.

“She...” Troy held his head with both hands, like a baseball spectator watching his favourite team lose.

“H-how come?” Creed muttered.

But when Emma hadn’t answered yet, a figure dressed in black with long hair suddenly flew with her knee, directly hitting Creed’s head from the side, right on his ear. That person was moving as fast as a flash of shadow.

Emma was even surprised to witness that. “Rachel,” she gasped.

Rachel was already on top of Creed’s body. She in no time threw her fists at the man’s head repeatedly. Her emotions exploded over what Creed had done to her best friend. She would make sure his face was ten times more ruined than Emma’s.

Even though she was surprised that Rachel had also removed her mask, Emma immediately realized that there was a war that she had to finish, with or without a mask. She glanced at the two men who were still pensive on her right and left and attacked them.

Emma and Rachel’s movements made everyone regain their senses and the fight resumed.

.....

Rachel’s sudden attack made Creed unable to put up a fight. Her hands could give a harder punch than Emma’s. She hit Creed with such rage that the blow felt like a big rock hit the man’s entire head and face.

Creed couldn’t stand up anymore. The punch from Rachel made his consciousness evaporate like boiled water.

Rachel stared at Creed who was lying helpless on the ground with a battered face. He could no longer move from his crouched position. He was finished by Rachel. Creed Johnson was down.

Seeing that their two leaders had fallen, the fighting spirit and courage of all the Dragger members had plummeted. The Dragger’s core team was also only filled with a few people. The rest had fallen along with their subordinates.

It didn’t take long for the sane Dragger men to realize that they had lost. Realizing there was nothing left for their group, due to the rules of this dark world jungle, they must immediately stop this and save themselves.

Emma was still standing not far from where Creed lay. She crouched beside him. “Dragger is defeated. All your men are running away. They have the same cowardly mentality as their leader. Don’t forget our agreement. Now, Jen Marrie belongs to Jita Kyoei and Black... Swan.”

Creed couldn’t believe he would hear a woman’s voice before he lost consciousness completely. He couldn’t believe that the powerful Black was actually a woman.

Emma stood up. She looked around at everyone who was staring at her with shock and a ton of questions on their faces.

“Are you all right, Emma?” Rachel asked.

Emma nodded. “Why did you take off your mask, Rachel?”

The tall girl smiled faintly. “I promised myself that I will follow your steps. When your identity is exposed, so will my identity.”

“Emma! Are you all right?” Poppy ran to her and immediately touched Emma’s face without actually touching it. “That bastard!”

“It’s treatable, Poppy. Nothing to worry about,” She smiled at her.

Then Emma turned to the two tall men who were approaching her with pensive faces. She knew she had to explain things to them. But she would open it with a warm smile.

“Hi, guys,” Emma said to Calvin and Troy.

***

Marcel’s phone rang. At the same time, he saw several men running out of the abandoned building in front of him. From the way they were dressed, he could tell that those men were Dragger’s. Quickly, he picked up the call and turned on the speaker.

“Yes? Who won?” He asked directly.

From across the phone, Damian rubbed his face which felt stone stiff. He took a deep breath in and exhaled long. The sound reached the ears of Marcel and Kenny who were listening with great expectation.

“Did Black and Jita Kyoei lose?” Marcel asked with a weakened face. He guessed it because he heard Damian’s sigh which only he would do when he had bad news.

Damian shook his head. “They won. Dragger lost.”

“Oh, That’s great! Then why do you sound disappointed?”

“Disappointed?” Damian repeated. “This is the sound of shock!”

“You were shocked because Black and Jita Kyoei won?” Marcel asked with a confused face.

“I was shocked at what was under Black’s mask,” Damian answered, suppressing his tone.

The answer made Marcel and Kenny stare at each other. Marcel immediately brought the phone closer to his mouth. “Who is he? What kind of person is he?”

There was a long sigh from there. “I’ll send the pictures,” Damian answered before hanging up the phone.

“I didn’t expect that Black would reveal his identity in this war. But apparently, it was an accident.” Marcel said, responded with a nod of approval from Kenny.

Not long after, Marcel’s cell phone sounded with an incoming message notification. Quickly, he opened the message containing two pictures. When he opened them to the size of the screen, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

With shaking hands, Marcel moved his index finger and thumb to enlarge the picture because he didn’t believe his eyes.

“It is a woman?” Kenny muttered.

Marcel shook his head quickly while calling Damian again. Then, the boy answered it.

“Surprised? Me too,” Damian said directly.

“Is that really a woman?”

Damian nodded. “He is the Black leader. And the other Black, who is of normal height, turns out to be a tall woman,”

“God! It’s absolutely crazy! I can’t believe this,” Marcel held his head with both hands.

“If the leader and the vice are women, it means all the members are women too. Now that it all makes sense why do they have such short and skinny bodies,” Kenny muttered to himself.

Then Marcel realized something. He immediately brought the phone back to his mouth. “Damian! Is there a girl with curly red hair over there?”

“Huh? I don’t think so. They’re all still wearing masks.” Damian answered.

But Kenny looked at Marcel confused. “Why do you suddenly ask that?”

“I know the girl in this picture. She is Emma Hilland. She is my friend.” Marcel answered.