"I'm feeling completely refreshed! It's time for a grand performance!" Trixie excitedly stated.

Well, I say that, but using magic to heal my body from those injuries has reduced the time I can spend in this jackpot mode. Trixie thought. Can I defeat her before then?

Meanwhile, the injured Amelia gazed at Trixie with surprise and anger.

How could she possibly heal? Was she hiding this technique this whole time!? Dammit! Amelia thought with a frustrated demeanor. Tch, if that's the case.

Amelia, who was once a soldier, began to weigh her cards. Her enemies before her likely possess extensive information about her blessing, while she doesn't know their secret techniques. Although she could output immense firepower and Aiden was down for the count, Amelia decided to do what any soldier would do in an unfavorable situation - tactically withdraw.

Before Trixie could launch any attack on her, Amelia turned in the other direction and began running.

"...Huh???" Trixie uttered with genuine shock. She took two steps to chase Amelia but changed her mind and stopped. Instead, Trixie turned her gaze to the suffering Aiden. Giving up on chasing Amelia, Trixie rushed towards Aiden's aid.

Yes, she prioritized her partner! Amelia thought as she glanced at them. I'm simply making a tactical retreat...I'll make you guys pay later.

"You're injuries are so severe! I need to get you back!" Trixie remarked with worry. As a soldier and instructor, I can't leave Aiden to die. I have to hope that Amelia gets captured by someone else. Sigh, there goes the grand performance I had in store for her.

Thus concludes the battle between the 'culinary genius', Amelia, and the 'trickster,' Trixie.

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Switching to Harvey, he may have reached close to the exit of this secret underground passageway as he encountered a large and spacious open area with a steel door on the other side.

"Hmm, am I the first one that arrived?" Harvey wondered. "I guess everyone is still busy with their battles."

I hope they're all okay. It never really sat right with me that I left Amelia. Sigh.

While he wished for his relatives' positive condition, the tapping sounds of footsteps interrupted him.

"Hmm?" Harvey muttered as he shifted his gaze to the source.

The sight of a bright radiating light caught Harvey's eyes first, and his demeanor almost immediately took a turn for the negative. The one who ruined Harvey's plans; was none other than Amber Hoss approaching him.

"Sorry, sir...we need to talk!" Amber remarked as she stopped in front of Harvey.

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"Sigh, of course, I'd run into you, of all people," Harvey commented as he rolled his eyes. "I bet your childish heroism complex made you rush in to stop us, evildoers, huh?"

"What?"

"Well, it's not like I'm upset about this encounter. It was your meddling that caused everything to come crumbling down," Harvey continued. "So let me be blunt...you will die brutally down here."

"...We already defeated two of your relatives...this will not go in your favor!" Amber declared. Hearing this, a vein surfaced on Harvey's forehead, as he became visibly angry.

"...You defeated...two of...my relatives?"

"Ye--" Before Amber could respond, Harvey clenched the fist of his right arm and dragged it backward.

Amber then felt a powerful gust of wind hitting her back. With a look of bewilderment, Amber was thrust by the wind gust towards Harvey.

What!?

Amber failed to stop herself, and when she closed in on Harvey, he followed up with a double palm strike to her gut. Amber coughed up saliva in response.

Upon connecting the palm strike, a miniature whirlwind was created from his arms which blasted Amber straight into the walls.

Feeling moderate pain, Amber clenched her stomach.

What...was that? Amber thought. Did I get dragged towards him?

"I know I already said you were going to die, but now you made me angry," Harvey remarked. "You dare hurt my relatives?"

"Ugh...you care this much about your relatives but nothing about innocent people?" Amber countered. "If only you could have that same empathy you had for--"

As Amber was speaking, she noticed that the environment was becoming cooler. The temperature was rapidly decreasing with every second.

"I-I'm getting cold?" Amber commented with confusion. As she spoke, visible cold air blew from her mouth. Simultaneously, Amber noticed that ice was starting to form on the walls and ground.

"You understand nothing about my motives," Harvey responded. He too was breathing visible, cold air. "You're nothing but a government dog."

According to Mr. Barry, Harvey Dexter's blessing is weather manipulation. Amber thought. Is he doing something to the atmosphere, too?

Harvey again dragged his arm backward, and Amber was forcibly sent towards him by a powerful wind gust. Amber expected him to follow up with another palm strike, but he swiped downwards with his arm.

Amber experienced another wind gust on the top of her head. It packed enough force to slam her head first, which created several cracks in the ground.

"Ugh!"

"Just because you injured my brother somewhat back at the casino, you think you're all that, huh?" Harvey said as Amber stood up. Her face was slightly bruised from being slammed. "You're nothing more than a nuisance."

He clenched his fist and prepared to drag her once more, but Amber suddenly interrupted him with an attack of her own. She fired a miniature energy ball as Amber pointed her index finger at him.

With a look of surprise, Harvey ceased dragging her and evaded the energy ball instead. Amber had anticipated that as she rushed to where he evaded. She immediately followed up with a right hook, greatly enhanced by her blessing.

"Ack!" Harvey uttered, although he blocked it. He was knocked back several meters away.

"It doesn't matter what you might think of me," Amber commented. "I'll still defeat you criminals!"

This comment provoked Harvey's ire as he looked at her irritatedly.

It's just me alone here. Can I do this, though? Amber thought as ice began to form on her body due to the cold temperature of the environment.

No, you are not alone, my daughter. Her god spoke to her telepathically. Hearing this, Amber smiled.

Yeah, I'm not alone. With you, my god, there's no defeat!

Damn government dog. Harvey thought.