Reginald examined the city from a distance on the rooftop. He looked around, noticing more of the other Usukui Puru walking in a pattern away from certain buildings. Reginald hopped from building to building to inspect and watch where they came out from. He leaned closer without giving away his position, and found a line of them storming out of a shack in the alleys.
Perfect, I found the source of where she’s creating those from. It’s time to head out and put a stop to her plan once and for all. Reginald thought with a smirk.
He examined the ground to find the safest route possible. Reginald nodded to himself, getting ready to leave his hiding position and make a move.
“Hey, over here,” Fawn spoke up. “I’m talking to you.”
Reginald covered his mouth and jumped back. He made sure not to blow his cover, but didn’t appreciate getting a light scare. The ghostly figure appeared before him.
“Seriously? Don’t sneak up on me like that!” He hissed at her. “What do you want?”
“So, you want to put an end to that woman, Emily, right?” Fawn asked with a grin.
“No.” Reginald shook his head. “Not anymore.”
Fawn’s smile faded. “Wait, what? But she made your life miserable!”
“Yeah, but my new goal is to bring her to justice and stop her plan.”
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“You’ve got to be kidding me.
“Besides, I know why you’re really here. I will not work together with the likes of you. Especially considering what you’ve been doing with Richard before I came into the picture. I plan on doing this without your help.” Reginald turned, and he ran off to his destination.
Fawn looked over at the horizon and glared at him, leaving her view. She wasn’t going to let him beat her to the punch on the mission, no matter what. She flew, hoping to get there before he did.
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Once he ran to his destination, Reginald hid behind another wall. He peeked from the sides, waiting for a clearing before pressing forward. His hand pressed against the wall as he snuck in through the back door.
A light emanated from the much grander fountain, with racks of liquid containers moving around it, scooping up the contents inside. The room was vast otherwise, despite the spout being in the far back of the room with an upper deck with pillars beside it. Emily stood at the front with her back turned, examining the spectacle.
It caught Reginald in a bind. Initially setting off a surprise sneak attack would be ideal, but so would mean learning more about the secret weapon and using it against her. He tip-toed over to one container, rolled onto the floor, away from the fountain and prototypes. He slowly reached over to examine the fountain better.
“Don’t you dare,” Emily warned him. “They’re in development for my formula.”
“Is that so?” Reginald stepped back and arched an eyebrow. “So, what’s behind you is a spare fountain?”
“Exactly.”
“Well, like I’m going to listen to you, regardless.” Reginald cleared his throat and readied his stance with his spear. “The time has come to put an end to your tyranny!”
“All by your lonesome?” Emily asked in a condescending tone. “Well, I’d love to see you try!”
She pulled out a gray backpack and wore it, snapping her fingers. Robotic arms came out as Emily grinned at him. Reginald’s face hardened, as put his guard up, and readied his spear.