Yumiel releases Poppy. Jack grabs her and leaves with her.
Marie didn't move anymore, motionless, like an empty shell. Andrew's wife picked her up and led her into one of the bedrooms.
« I seem to have lost my temper. »
« It's nothing, I get the feeling you're always like that. »
« Seems so. I'll leave you now, we'll see each other again soon for the outfit. »
Andrew grabs a bottle of cognac from his liquor cabinet and hands it to Yumiel.
« Here, for the road, and don't worry about Marie, she's shaken and a bit traumatized by the events, but I'm sure she'll understand. »
Yumiel smiles.
« Do you think I would have brought her to you if I hadn't prepared myself for this kind of event? Anyway, thanks for the bottle. »
Yumiel leaves, bottle in hand, going down the stairs. Jack was downstairs, but Poppy wasn't.
« What did you do with Pocahontas? »
« You really messed her up, she could barely talk, so I broke both her arms and let her go. »
Yumiel nods up and down in agreement before taking a sip of cognac.
« Andrew gave you a bottle?! Share a bit. »
Yumiel hands him the bottle.
« Admit it, you enjoyed it. »
« A little. Alright, ready to take on those long journeys! »
Yumiel lets several drops of blood flow out of her body, scattering them across the room. Her blood mixes with the blood on the floor; she uses it to fill her flask and create seven daggers floating above her, before collecting each heart one by one.
Jack had already started eating brains and finished doing so. They then meet outside, sitting down for a few moments, drinking the bottle of cognac in turns.
« I felt like talking about Marie, but knowing you, you've already moved on. »
« Jack, do you know what I'm chasing? What I'm ready to dedicate my life to. »
« Power? »
« The truth, Jack, and for that I'm ready to give everything, absolutely everything. So knowing my loved ones are safe is enough for me. »
Jack stands up, Yumiel follows him, creating two absolutely stunning crystal glasses in which she pours the rest of the cognac, before clinking them with a "ting" and finishing their drinks.
« You know me, I didn't grasp everything, but I understood it means we have to move forward, and I like that. So let's go find those Werewolves. »
Yumiel follows Jack as he heads toward the airport.
« By the way, you didn't tell me, but did you get the motorcycle from those high schoolers? »
« Yeah. »
« Cool, we should've kept one aside. I'm not saying that because our cruising speed is slow, but running at 30 km/h when I can go over 50… »
Jack lets out a small breath, jumping over obstacles.
« I didn't really understand, you want a motorcycle because you can run at 50 km/h? »
« No, it's for you, idiot, you really struggle with human relationships. »
Jack pays no attention, simply continuing to run with Yumiel toward the airport. A little before arriving, Yumiel summarizes the plan.
« So, we steal a plane. What kind of planes? »
« Well, good question, I was thinking of several types, the Gulfstream G650 / G700. Or the Dassault Falcon 8X, or even the famous Bombardier Global 6000 / 6500. My favorite is the Falcon, but in our situation any of them would do. Although the Gulfstream G650 / G700 is the fastest. »
Yumiel jumps over the fence that was more than 3 meters high. Jack simply runs straight into it, destroying it.
« I'd forgotten you were a fan of technology and electrical devices and all that. Now my other question: can you fly? »
They resume their run toward the warehouses, slightly away from the airport.
« I was thinking of eating brains until I get lucky, otherwise I'll learn on the fly. »
« Why are we moving away from the terminals and the airport? »
In the distance, he sees several hangars.
« Very good question, you see those hangars over there? That's where this kind of plane is stored. They're mainly used by VIPs, which is why they're set apart. »
She didn't say anything but found it interesting. Arriving in front of one of the hangars.
« How do we get in? »
Jack steps forward and tries to slide the massive door, making it tremble slightly, but nothing more. He then walks around, finding a door marked: unauthorized personnel prohibited. Yumiel was following behind him.
« Can you do something? » he asks, looking at Yumiel.
She steps closer and looks at the door, seeing there's no lock, just an electronic system with a code or a badge.
« Unfortunately no, we'll have to use brute force, but let me try something. »
Stepping back, she opens her senses and changes her seven daggers into a floating sphere of blood. She then adds about 600 ml of blood from her flask, creating a large blood sphere of around 2 L, then transforms it all into a very, very large battering ram.
Controlling her siege engine, she focuses, spinning it faster and faster before launching it straight at the door at a fairly high speed. However, Yumiel didn't expect that much power, shattering the door in a single blow; the door flies across the hangar, ending its course on the other side.
Yumiel recalls her ram, deactivates her senses, destroys the ram, recreates seven daggers and puts the rest back into the flask, then enters the hangar with Jack.
« What power! That could be useful in combat, right? »
« Not really, I used more than 2 L and had to concentrate, making myself vulnerable in order to increase the speed. »
Inside the hangar, there was nothing. Not a single plane. Jack simply opened the hangar using a console before starting to leave and heading toward the next one.
It was the first time Yumiel had been in an airport, so she took the time to look around the hangar before joining Jack.
« There are no planes? Where are we going now? »
« The next one, and so on until we find a plane. »