“Ahh! That was one hell of a greeting!” Shouted out Kira who had her Soul Insignia already equipped. Resotnero was also mounted on his Soul Insignia.

The Mysterious Mistress's fierce gaze almost cracked the windshield of her helmet. “That was quite the greeting indeed. I think that we should reciprocate it.”

Without waiting for a response from the 2 Rollerbladers, the Mysterious Mistress revved her Motor. Next, she shot off like a rocket towards the malevolent being.

“Hey, you can’t be seriously thinking of facing that monster all by yourself?” Grave uneasiness was quite overt on Resotnero’s pale face.

Kira butt in by saying, “So what if she wants to commit suicide. That only makes collecting her Ghoul Souls a lot easier for us.”

“That’s where you are wrong Kira. Have you ever fought against a Rank-A Field Monster before? I can tell just by that roar it made earlier. That thing is no pushover. It will at least take all three of us to have a fighting chance of surviving.”

“So what are you saying Resotnero? Do you want us to cooperate with that mysterious chick? What will happen if we do defeat that monster? Do you actually believe that she would give us a cut of its Ghoul Soul? Well, do ya?”

Resotnero glanced back at Kira. “We will cross that bridge if we ever make it there in one piece. So are you coming or what?” Resotnero scooted off with his Rollerblades.

“Hey, wait up! Don’t leave me behind maggot!” Kira also scooted off with her Rollerblades behind Resotnero.

Because of the massive black hole in the ground, the Mysterious Mistress feared dropping in so she was riding her Jaguar motorbike on the side of the wall. “Even though I’ve read about Rank-A Field Monsters in my father's logs, this one is completely different so I’m not privy to its weaknesses. Either way, I still have to try and defeat it somehow, otherwise, all of my hard work would have been for nought. Let’s give that monster a good beating Selain!”

Closing the distance between her and the Rank-A Field Monster, the Mysterious Mistress took out her dark blade and had her Jaguar motorbike leapt from the side of the wall moving straight for the godly being’s wings. “If I can reduce its flexibility by chopping off its wings then it should be a lot easier to claim its soul.”

Soaring through the air, the Mysterious Mistress channelled some of her crimson jaguar power to the blade she was holding. Now it radiated brighter with a burning hue. She stood on the seat of her Motor. When she got close enough, she dashed off her Jaguar Motorbike while flipping through the air with her blazing blade. Dreadful slashes escaped her trigger which flew down at the creature’s wings.

“???” Perceiving the infernal slashes approaching its character, the Rank-A Field Monster didn’t make any sort of drastic movement it only shifted to the side of the Mysterious Mistress by utilizing the speed of thought.

“Huh? How can it move so fast?” The Mysterious Mistress was dumbfounded by the sudden change in the situation. Before she could touch the ground and reunite with her Motor, the godly existence decided to teach her a lesson that it wasn’t a being she could step on.

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One of its wings suddenly turned blood red then swiftly transformed into a boiling liquid. It was at this moment that the Rank-A Monster spoke.

“Puny creature who dare attack an angel of God. I shall punish you by using my brother’s most sacred possession. Holy Blood of Christ!” Multiple drops of Christ's holy blood came out of the liquefied wing and formed into literal crosses that took aim at the descending Mistress. Not even Satan could survive a blast from this splendid attack so what would become of the Mysterious Mistress? Would she become a deceased mystery without any chance of solving it? Find out next time or you could just continue reading below and find out now.

The Mysterious Mistress’s pores were leaking with overly damped misery when her eyes behold the holiness of the heavens. “What’s with that bloody attack? I have a feeling that if one of those crosses even grazes me then I’m going to be done for. I have no choice, I have to use Keel Queel of Defence if I want to survive but my Motor and I are too far apart. If one of those things destroys her then I’m finished.” Just when she was about to break by overexerting her thinking, a familiar voice came from beside her.

“Hey, lady! Grab on to this!” Resotnero came to save the day. He tossed a duplicate of his bicycle towards the Mysterious Mistress and another towards her Motor. When she grabbed onto the wheel of the bicycle she got teleported just in the nick of time before the Holy Blood of Christ could burn her mysterious sins away.

Resotnero along with the Mysterious Mistress and her Jaguar motorbike appeared out of thin air on the crumbled structure where the Rank-A Field Monster previously was.

“Phew, that was a close one wasn’t it?” Resotnero stared at the Mysterious Tomb Rider. She frowned and said:

“Don’t think that I’m going to tell you thanks. I could have easily escaped that attack by myself.”

Resotnero smiled at her. “Yeah, I have no doubt you could. After all, you’re invincible.”

“Are you mocking me?” said the Mysterious Mistress upsettingly.

“No, no, of course not. I would never offend someone of your calibre. Anyway, don’t be so reckless next time. We have to team up if we want to defeat that angel. What do you say about calling a temporary truce?” Resotnero gestured for a handshake to seal their agreement. But naturally, the Mysterious Mistress never shook his hand.

“Rat-hero was it? Where is that spunky girlfriend of yours? I don’t see her around anywhere. Did she already bail?”

“Fhm, I won’t tell you since you refuse to cooperate. By the way, my name isn’t…”

“Suit yourself then.” The Mysterious Mistress hopped on her Jaguar motorbike and was about to ride off when she heard the glorified being speak for the second time.

“Puny creatures who have acknowledged my appearance in their eyes and committed it to their memories. I shall not allow a single one of you to enter the kingdom of Nirvana. For both of you have committed a grave sin. Just as how Moses and his acolytes kowtowed before his majesty I shall render all of you impalpable!” After saying this, the glorified being attacked Resotnero and the Mysterious Mistress by giving them another dosage of his Holy Blood of Christ. “Repent for your sins!”

Multiple blood crosses soared downwards at the Tomb Riders. This put Resotnero on edge.

“Damn, not another one of those things! Come on let’s go.” Without asking for the Mysterious Mistress’s approval, Resotnero grabbed onto her wrist.

“You bastard! Unhand me!”

Resotnero teleported with her before the Holy Blood of Christ could reach them. They appeared on the opposite side of the glorified being which was near the black hole.

“Hey, Rat-hero or whatever you're called, don’t ever put your hands on me again. If you make that mistake I won’t hesitate to reap your soul. Have I made myself clear?”

“Yeah lady I heard what you said.” Resotnero thought secretly: ‘Damn, what crawled up her ass and died? I was only trying to help. Do all women repay kindness with ungratefulness? Just you wait and see, the next time your life is at stake I will definitely rescue you. The best way to get a woman to hate you more is to treat her with kindness.’