Red: Bring it on bastards.

Ame: Bring it on bastard.

Emiliano: Bring it on bastards.

--- Chapter 151 ---

Red stares down his foe, trying to not focus on his wounds. Suddenly, a scent finds its way into Red's nose.

Red: I see! His psionic ability is controlling them, and firing bullets, but… Those controlling bullets are based on mana! This scent is a man's mana.

Red goes into a hyper-focus state, his nose tracking the manas scent.

Red: Ame! He’s in the men's ward! South tower!

Ame looks back and smiles.

Ame: Right! This will be a lot simpler now.

Ame runs through the halls, dodging all she sees with the star. She sees the entrance to the men's ward and before she could enter, it is cut short.

Guard: Oi!

She looks back at the skinny guard with stubble.

Guard: What you think ya doin mate. That's the men's ward.

Ame looks at him contemplating. She then reaches in and retrieves two gold coins from her bosom. He grabs the coins and starts to walk away.

Guard: Carry on.

Ame runs into the men's ward, running past several confused inmates. Red continues to fight with a seemingly endless wave of men. Red’s movements begin to slow, and he is hit a few more times. Red falls to the ground, unable to fight back. He pushes off the ground, scooting back to the wall. The men surround Red and block off any chance of escape. Ame enters the south tower block and begins to check every cell. Emiliano’s eyes look to his door, and despite being on the highest floor, he is able to see her with his psionic ability.

Emiliano: Shit, she's here already?!

Emiliano causes his gun to disappear and acts like a normal prisoner. Since his gun gave him the visual prowess, the men surrounding Red stop, unable to take action without his support. She runs through, climbing ever higher through the tower. The last cell she checks, sits a man with purple hair, reading a nudie mag.

Emiliano: Can I help you?

Ame: I dunno can you?

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Emiliano: If you have no business, I would like you to leave.

Ame: Tell me, have you heard of a gun before?

Emiliano: Yah, they are used by Mage Association scum.

Ame: So do you know anyone around here who has one?

Emiliano: No. I think I would have heard it. Unless of course, it was one of those mana guns. But either way, I don’t.

Ame’s eyes narrow.

Ame: Mana gun? Only Misasaki knows or even has those. Unless you know something I don’t?

A bead of sweat drips down Emiliano’s face.

Emiliano: Of course, I know only the Misasaki clan has them. Well, had them at least. But you never know, someone could have one. Just trying to be helpful.

She stares at him for a few moments longer, before shrugging.

Ame: Well, thanks anyway.

She goes to walk out of the room and stops.

Emiliano: Need something else?

Ame: For your information, most members of the Misasaki clan used their abilities for melee weapons. Only the higher-ups learned how to make projectile weapons, and they were the secret technique of the clan. And even if that weaponry was here, only Misasaki could use it.

Emiliano’s breathing becomes shallow, sweat forms on his brow.

Emiliano: O-oh yeah? You're pretty knowledgeable on that.

Ame: Of course I am.

Emiliano: But you know, one of them could have been imprisoned here…

Ame: No. No, they couldn’t. Because I saw them all die.

Emiliano: W-wait, that means…

Ame: I am Amelia Misasaki, daughter to a dead chief, and heir to a forgotten throne. A pleasure to meet you.

Ame grabs one of the metal bars, infusing her mana into it before breaking it free. She turns and runs toward him. Emiliano recoils, and summons a pistol, firing 3 shots. Emiliano has a slight smirk, but Ame swats them out of the air in a single swoop. Ame stands but a few feet from him, about to drive the sharp bar into his heart, but a click is heard, stopping her in her tracks. Standing behind her is one of the mind-controlled servants, holding a gun to the back of her head. Emiliano begins to crack up, before maniacally laughing.

Emiliano: Damn! You were pretty fucking close. I almost pissed myself!

He shouts, still in a peal of crazed laughter. Seemingly the situation threw off his usual cool-headed attitude. He gets up and walks around her, returning to his normal self.

Emiliano: But, as all things should, the order has been restored with me at the top.

Emiliano walks out of the cell, and the servant takes a few steps back. She slowly turns around to face them.

Emiliano: A Misasaki are you? Well, then this may be comforting for you. You, the last of the Misasaki, will join your people. Kill her.

The servant begins to pull the trigger, but unbeknownst to any of them, a fist comes in, punching the servant, sending him flying. The figure enters Ame’s line of sight, his medium-length purple hair wisps as he enters the fray to protect his fellow gang member. Junos.

Emiliano: What?!

Junos turns and punches Emiliano in the sternum with such incredible force that it knocks the wind out his chest, and as he gasps, Junos follows up with a second punch to the throat. Emiliano grabs his throat with both hands, leaving his nose open for Juno’s third punch. Emiliano stumbles back into the railing, which on the other side has a massive fall right down to the bottom floor. And with one shove, Emiliano is sent over the rail, but quickly grabs it with his left hand. Emiliano uses all his strength to pull his right hand up to grab it. Ame walks up to Junos’ side.

Junos: You want the honors?

Ame: Together?

Junos: Sounds good.

Junos lifts his fist, and Ame lifts the metal rod. Together, they bring it down on his hands. Emiliano lets go and grasp at the air as he falls eleven stories to his death. The two look down at Emiliano’s lifeless body.

Ame: Thanks.

Junos: Yup.

The swarm around Red loses their star, and they start to become aware again.

Man: What the… what happened? Uh- Oh my god, are you, ok man?!

They look around at all the wounded and begin taking them all into the infirmary.

***

Toru: So, Emiliano also failed.

The orange hair kid speaks up.

???: Serves that bastard right. So Toru, what's the plan now.

Toru: Getsuga.

The orange hair kid looks up at him.

Toru: Kushina.

The girl also looks.

Toru: Ahmes.

The red hair boy looks.

Toru: We move together. Tomorrow. We will complete this mission.