System: Inherited

Mike and the other elites made their move. The rookies were hiding in the trees, and they would only be called out when it was an emergency. 

Mike wanted to save as many lives as possible, and if push came to shove, he would need to but time until everyone from Guardian City had evacuated. He was willing to lay his life if it meant the safety of others.

Everyone charged straight into the dust, and the next moment Mike let out a loud howl. The other elites felt a surging strength within them, and with this increased strength, they attacked vigorously.

Every elite pulled out their daggers and began to slash at their enemies. Their skills were quick and precise, and they slashed at their throats. 

Mike never stopped, as he had his claws ready as he slashed. It was for emergencies, as he knew he would need that more than ever. 

He looked around and saw that they were now attacking fervently, and if this kept going, he was sure they would be able to turn the tides. He let out another howl, and everyone sped up their attacks.

They were now moving faster than before, and the hares that were in the unit were the fastest. They jumped from person to person and ended their lives with a slash. 

The commotion was quick and took their enemies by surprise, and thus it was successful. Mike had taken down the trackers that were leading them towards Guardian City, and it had confused as no one knew where to go to.

They wanted to take it out on Mike's group, but they were too fast for them. While they were using this to their advantage and killing them off quickly, the rookies were using this moment to study their seniors and learn something from this battle.

They did not know what was going on due to the dust, but they could make out sparks and shadows jumping around in the dust. After a few minutes, the dust cleared, and they saw their leader running out of it. 

"FALL BACK!", commanded Mike as he ran. The plan had worked, and now all he had to do was lure them into the forest, where he could pick them off one by one. 

The enemy's numbers had thinned down to a mere fifty, and they were running back. Among the elite fifty, six of them were injured but not to the level where they could not escape. 

All of them began to run towards the forest, and Mike tapped his ear. 

"Alright, this will be the second phase. Let's play hide and pick", he said with a smirk. Everyone understood what he meant, and they had their weapons ready. 

The rookies were excited as this was their turn to shine. They thought they would not be able to contribute, but they were now sure that their contribution meant a lot right now.

Right after he entered, the elite fifty split into groups of five. After each of them headed towards a direction, Mike tapped the device once more.

"Converge back at point B. I repeat, converge at Point B", he said as he was leading his group of ten. The newbies split up as well and kept following behind them. 

The strongest among the enemies were following Mike, while the others were following the others that had split up. Mike knew that he had to wait until there was a lesser number before he brought the fight to them.

He then began to run faster, and everyone sped up. The enemies were stunned when they saw that the people they were chasing were holding back all this while. 

One by one, the enemies dropped to the ground as they followed behind him. The group of ten that were following were now down to three. 

"It is done leader", came a voice from the device. Mike was about to run out of energy and was wondering when he would be able to attack them. 

The moment he heard the report, he nodded his head to his subordinates and everyone disappeared from the enemy's sight.

Mike stood in front of the three people and smiled. They stopped running, and they were out of breath. 

"Just how long can this guy run? What kind of a beast is he?", they thought as they looked at the hooded Mike in front of them. One of them punched his knuckles and stepped forward.

Mike was now looking at the man like he was looking at a fool, and the next moment a shadow came out of the trees and slashed his throat.

Blood was spurting out of his neck, and the man gasped for air as he fell to the ground. His eyes were filled with horror, and there was a small hint of surprise in them.

His companions didn't understand how he died, but they saw the shadow that moved like a wind, which came and disappeared in an instant.

"Come and fight us like a man, if you dare!", said the other man as he stepped forward. The one in the middle was observing everything, and he kept his hand in front of the man who spoke.

"If you move, you will die. Didn't you see him stand there and kill one of ours? I am sure he has more people around this place", said the middle man. 

The man next to him nodded his head and stood his ground. He did not move and kept looking around to see where the next attack would come from. 

Mike raised his hands and pointed them like a gun at the man who spoke. They became wary and began to look around in a much-alerted state.

"Bang", said Mike, and the man fell to the ground. There was a hole at the back of his head, and there was a silver barrel right in the place where he fell. 

The man tried to grab the person that shot him, but the moment he reached his hands, the barrel disappeared. He didn't sense when someone was here and was wondering how they were able to get past him.

"They are very silent that my sensitive ears are unable to pick up their movements", he thought as he looked at Mike. He snarled and huffed, and anger was coursing through him.

"I WILL KILL YOU!", he said as he ran towards Mike, and this time there was no one that stopped his advance. He was happy that he would be able to kill the coward that hid behind his subordinates and killed his brethren.

A smirk appeared on Mike's face, and he crouched on the ground. He was standing like he was about to run a sprint, and was counting down.

"Three... Two... One... GO!", he muttered and jumped forward. He had his claws out, and his jump left his footprints on the solid ground. 

He went past the man in a flash, and he felt nothing as he saw Mike go past him. Mike was standing behind him, and he stopped to turn and run towards him.

Right after he stopped, he felt his breathing become heavy, and his vision was getting dark. He felt a warm fluid run down his neck, and he placed his finger on it.

"When did you...", he muttered as he fell to the ground, and everyone left the place. Mike was waiting at Point B, and he was counting the heads that had arrived.

"Where are the other ten?", he asked as he saw that the other men who had been left behind were the group that was injured. He was worried as he knew that they would be unable to fight in their full strength with their injuries.

Just as he was worried, a person came running towards him.

"Leader, the others are fighting as we speak. But something seems to be off about this group. They are abnormally strong, and they are switching Beast forms", reported the newbie.

Mike's heart trembled after he learned of the news. He ran towards the direction and followed behind the newbie, and he took along with him five of the best elites. 

"I will distract, and you will kill. The quicker you kill, the better. These kinds of Beastmen are very intelligent and they will catch onto our tactics real quick", he explained to the five who he had brought along.

They had reached the place, and he saw many of the newbies were defending against the Beastmen who were attacking. While some of them were tending to the wounds that were made on the elites.

Mike watched the patterns closely, and he began to think hard. After a few minutes, he figured out a way to take them down, but that would involve every trick he knew.

"It's better now than later. I do not want to lose any men, and if this goes on, many will die.. Let's go", he thought as he moved from his spot and brought the elites along with him.