Lockey found himself facing off against the remaining two intruders. Their menacing auras filled the room as they prepared for a showdown.

Lockey's calm demeanour never wavered as he analysed his opponents, his mind racing to devise a strategy.

The first intruder, a lithe woman with a weapon that seemed to shift between solid and liquid states, stepped forward. "I am Mira," she introduced herself, her voice as elusive as her weapon. "I hope you provide a better challenge than your friends."

The second intruder, a towering man with a heavy, mechanical weapon, let out a deep laugh. "I'm Titan," he boomed, his weapon gleaming in the dim light. "Don't worry; we'll make sure to break you before we take you down."

Lockey's lips curved into a smirk, his confidence unwavering. "Big words for someone who hasn't seen my full power," he retorted, his own weapon materialising in his hand. "Let's see if you can back them up."

As the three combatants circled each other, the tension in the room became palpable. Each fighter knew that victory would require their utmost skill and determination. Lockey's mind raced, formulating a plan that would exploit his enemies' weaknesses while capitalizing on his strengths.

With a burst of energy, Lockey lunged at Mira, his weapon slashing through the air with precision. Taken aback by his speed, Mira narrowly dodged the attack, her weapon shifting forms in her hands. As Lockey engaged Mira, he kept a wary eye on Titan, anticipating the brute's next move.

Titan, seeing an opportunity, charged at Lockey, his heavy weapon poised to strike. Lockey, sensing the attack, quickly evaded and redirected his momentum, using Titan's brute force against him. The sound of metal on metal echoed through the room as their weapons clashed.

As the battle raged on, it became clear that Lockey was more than capable of holding his own against the formidable intruders. With each passing moment, his confidence grew, and he knew that victory was within reach.

The stage was set for a climactic battle, with Lockey and the two intruders engaged in a high-stakes game of skill, determination, and cunning. Each fighter knew that only one side could emerge victorious, and they were willing to give everything they had to ensure their triumph.

Lockey, having evaded Titan's initial attack, quickly assessed his opponent's abilities. Noticing the hardened skin and the brute force behind Titan's movements, Lockey knew he had to adapt his strategy to overcome this formidable foe.

Titan, growing impatient, charged at Lockey once more, his hardened fist aimed at Lockey's head. However, Lockey's agility allowed him to swiftly sidestep the blow, causing Titan's fist to crash into the wall behind him. The impact shook the room, sending debris flying in all directions.

Titan, noticing Lockey's strategy, attempted to back away, but Lockey was already in position, launching a rapid-fire succession of precise strikes. While the cuts did not penetrate Titan's hardened skin completely, the constant barrage of blows wore down the brute's defences, leaving him vulnerable to more powerful attacks.

With each strike, Lockey's confidence grew, and his movements became more fluid and calculated. He knew that he was gaining the upper hand, but he remained vigilant, aware that Titan could still turn the tide at any moment.

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Titan, now wary of Lockey's agility and precision, paused to study his opponent. "You're faster than I expected," he grumbled, cracking his knuckles. "But I'll break you yet."

Lockey smirked, his confidence undiminished.

As Lockey engaged Titan in close combat, Mirage observed the fight, waiting for an opportunity to join the fray. Sensing a moment of vulnerability, she lunged at Lockey from behind, her weapon shifting forms mid-strike.

Lockey, anticipating the attack, quickly sidestepped, causing Mira's weapon to barely miss its mark. "You'll have to do better than that, Mira," Lockey taunted, his smirk still firmly in place.

Enraged, Mirage redoubled her efforts, launching a flurry of attacks in tandem with Titan. The combination of Mirage's speed and Titan's strength proved to be a formidable challenge for Lockey, but his unwavering focus and determination kept him in the fight.

As the battle raged on, Lockey saw an opening in Mira's defences. With a powerful strike, he managed to disarm her, sending her weapon skidding across the floor. Seizing the opportunity, Lockey delivered a swift kick to Mirage's side, knocking the wind out of her and effectively removing her from the fight.

With Mira defeated, Lockey turned his full attention to Titan. The brute, now enraged by the loss of his partner, charged at Lockey with reckless abandon. Lockey, maintaining his composure, used Titan's own momentum against him, landing a decisive blow that sent the hulking figure crashing to the ground.

With both opponents defeated, Lockey wasted no time in securing them. As he prepared to interrogate the pair, an unexpected presence filled the room. Before Lockey could react, chains materialized from the shadows, ensnaring him and rendering him immobile.

"You are coming with me, Mira, Titan," a voice called out from the darkness. "Change of plans. The fool Glutton was not able to take down Rina. We'll do that right."

Lockey, impressed by the covert attack, couldn't help but smile. "Attacking your enemy from the back is not too manly," he chided.

The mysterious figure stepped forward, revealing himself as Cassian. "I am Cassian," he declared. "Let's see your worth."

Despite his current predicament, Lockey remained confident in his abilities, eager to face this new challenge head-on.

As Cassian prepared to face Lockey, he issued a command to his fallen comrades. "Mira, Titan, gather yourselves and depart for Rina's location. We'll handle things here." Without hesitation, the pair obeyed, disappearing into the shadows as they set off on their new mission.

With the battlefield now cleared, Lockey and Cassian squared off, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. "Cutting versus chains, huh?" Lockey mused. "This should be interesting."

The two warriors clashed, their powers pushing against one another in a relentless exchange. Cassian's chains snaked through the air, seeking to ensnare Lockey and render him helpless, while Lockey's precision strikes sliced through the air, severing the chains as they attempted to bind him.

As the battle raged on, it became clear that neither combatant was gaining the upper hand. Each fighter's abilities seemed to perfectly counter the other's, resulting in a stalemate that left both Lockey and Cassian exhausted and on the verge of collapse.

Just as it seemed the battle would continue indefinitely, a third party interrupted the fight. A nervous voice called out from the shadows, "Cassian, Mira, Titan, Glutton, do you copy?" Receiving no response, the voice continued, "This is Jang. Do you copy?"

As Jang questioned the mysterious figure about bypassing the barrier, another voice chimed in from the darkness. "Why don't you tell your friends the WCM are here?" The source of the voice, a member of the WCM named Yuri, stepped forward, a confident grin on his face.

Jang's nervousness intensified. "How did you get past the barrier?" he asked with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Yuri shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, you mean the barrier? We just got past it."

Jang's surprise was evident. "But how is that even possible?"

Turning the conversation to more pressing matters, Yuri inquired, "What's the situation on your side?" From the shadows, a new figure emerged, his identity still cloaked in darkness. "The situation is not too serious," he reported, his voice calm and composed. "The students are safe, but the enemy's main objective remains unknown."

This mysterious individual, known only as "Specter," possessed an uncanny ability to blend into the shadows, making him the perfect operative for covert missions. His cool demeanour and unwavering focus made him a valuable asset to the WCM, and his presence brought a sense of reassurance to the tense situation.

As the group continued their discussion, a sense of urgency hung in the air. With the barrier compromised and the enemy's motives still unclear, the stakes had never been higher.