Israr looks at each of the 4 others dressed in black. "Okay, guys… this is what we do. We take things slow, and then-"
"Aren't you a receptionist assistant?" questions Easton. "Why are you giving out orders?"
"Now's not the time for this!" Israr doesn't take his eyes off his opponents and thinks, "I have to protect these two… they are here because of me."
"Nah." Easton smirks. "You focus on yourself and the red-rank. Don't worry about me."
Israr's head turns towards Easton. "No! Don't be stupid. These people here are dangerous!"
When Israr turns his head, the other man dashes forward.
"Then you better watch out for yourself!" yells Easton as he rushes past Israr towards the man.
"You're facing me head-on? Heh, you must be- What?"
The man smiles, but he pauses. Easton has taken off his jacket and uses it to obstruct his view. Easton sprints past him in his white shirt straight towards the large man.
"So I am your target? Well then, don't disappoint me!" The large man crosses his arms and Easton punches him there.
"Same goes for you!"
The man with Easton's jacket removes it from his head. "Sorry Boss-"
BAM!
Israr comes quick with a knee right to the man's face. He falls to the floor and drools. Israr ties him up with Easton's jacket and retreats with the man back to Kiran.
Kiran looks at Easton and thinks, "Did he just do what Consus did with that girl? Amazing."
"Kiran," says Israr, breaking his thoughts away from Easton.
"Yes?"
"Do you have any combat experience?"
"Uh, I'm not sure. I can't really tell you."
"Okay. Easton looks fine. I'll not worry about him for now. Please stay behind me."
"Okay."
Israr stares at his 2 opponents. The 2 girls.
"The one with red hair seems a bit dangerous. The other one should be tired from using her gift. It's 2 on 2, but I don't know if Kiran can fight. I'll have to be careful."
The red-haired girl speaks, "Why aren't you coming at us, huh? I thought Sharmeija members love going in first!" She sprints alongside her partner towards Israr and Kiran.
Israr gets in front of Kiran and blocks both attackers' kicks. He pushes the red-haired one away and kicks the other one in her gut.
"OOF!" She steps back holding her gut. "You little… don't think I'm as weak as the guy you knocked out!" She goes in to strike Israr.
At the same time, the red-haired girl appears behind Kiran. "You shouldn't be so distracted when there are 2 opponents!" She twists and kicks.
Kiran's eyes widen. "That's fast!"
Israr glimpses the red hair's actions. He blocks the girl from attacking him. "Don't take your eyes off me- hey!"
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Israr uses her momentum to throw her towards her red-haired partner before she kicks Kiran.
"UGH!"
"HUFF!"
The red-haired places her partner on the ground after catching her. "Heh, you seem to be distracted. What? Afraid we'll hurt your little recruit here? Hmm? Mr Sharmeija?" The red-haired girl teases. "Let's see how long you can protect him!"
The 2 of them dash again to Israr and Kiran.
Easton and the large man exchange strikes. Easton jabs. The man dodges. The man crosses. Easton ducks.
"I'm not letting another bald loser hurt me!" Easton uppercuts and connects to the man's chin.
"RRGH!" The large man steps back and rubs his chin. "That's quite a hard punch."
Easton smiles. "Thanks. I've got more for you. Unless you want to hand over the weapon?" He shakes his hand and thinks, "That was the hardest chin I've ever hit. Is that normal?"
"Not a chance!" The large man charges forward. "I'm not giving up our chance for freedom!" With his arms close to his body, the large man thrusts his fists forward.
Easton crosses his arms as the fists connect. His feet slide on the ground. "Dam! What impact! I can't let him hit my body."
"Is your arm broken?" asks the large man.
"What? Do you care about me now for some reason?"
"I guess it isn't, since you aren't holding it." The large man peers at Easton. "Is it his Soul Potential Energy? No… it's simply his body."
The large man stands up straight. "I must commend your durability. Most yellow ranks would have had at least a fracture after that strike."
"Is that supposed to make me feel good? Yellow ranks are not any special."
The large man's fist ball up. "What did you say?" His arms pulse. "Do you know… how hard I worked… to get yellow-rank!"
He bursts towards Easton. The large man brings his fist back and goes for a right hook on Easton's ribcage.
Easton lifts his hands to block. "His speed increased! I don't think I'll block it!"
"Easton!" yells a voice.
FWISH!
Kiran appears and grabs the large man's arm. It doesn't stop the momentum as the large man's fist crashes into Easton's ribcage.
"Why you!"
The large man swings his arm throwing Kiran at Easton. He falls on the floor in front of Easton, who holds his ribcage where he was just hit.
"R-Red-rank! What are you doing?!" Easton breathes heavily. His body aches in his ribs. "If he didn't block that… my ribs would've been shattered. What was that punch?"
"I-I don't know! I think it's my gift. I just wanted to protect you. It seemed dangerous." Kiran stares at the large man. "It was the same feeling I felt when the other bald guy attacked you." He glances at his hands. "I'm happy I was able to feel it again with Brain-Lady. It's like… my brain hid that feeling from me."
"Well then you need to focus, red-rank!" cries Easton. "You can't stare at your hands in the middle of a fight!"
"Right!" Kiran stands up in front of Easton.
Easton smirks, "At least he listens."
Israr looks to his side. "What the heck happened to Kiran? He was here a second ago, and now he's there. Was that his gift?"
The red-haired girl jumps at Israr. "Why aren't you focusing on me? Think I'm weak huh? Scared for your recruit?"
"On the contrary," Israr intercepts her kick. "I can now focus fully on the both of you!"
Israr pushes her off. He goes for the redhead but turns to the other girl. He throws dirt into the girl's eyes. She tries to remove it. In an instant, she receives an elbow to her face and immediately falls over.
The redhead watches as her partner's unconscious body is tied up. "You stupid Sharmeija people! You all fight dirty!"
"We are trained to restrain, even if it means using tricks." Israr finishes tying up the one girl and focuses his attention on the redhead.
Easton brings his hands up to his head. "Listen red-rank. I know a thing or two about close combat, so follow my lead okay? Try and block as you did."
"Okay, Easton. I'll try." Kiran gets behind Easton. "Now… how did I do it?"
"What do you mean how?! Don't you know?!"
"Not really."
The large man observes the 2 red-ranks. "Hmm. I don't think he knows how to activate his gift. Is that why he's red-rank? That's why they classified me as one first as a newborn…"
He speaks, "Are you two newborns?"
"What does it matter?" states Easton.
"Yes," responds Kiran.
"Don't tell him that!"
"Why?"
"Well… Because!"
The large man speaks, "Listen, I don't want to hurt you kids."
"Hurt us?" scoffs Easton. "You're the one who has no teammates left."
"What?"
The large man looks around. He sees each of his underlings on the ground, with Israr finishing by tying the redhead's arms.
"UGH! Sorry Boss!"
"That's all of them!" yells Israr. "Now we can focus on the big guy. Good job Easton!"
The large man steps back. "T-That newborn brat! Did he keep my attention that well? Is his combat prowess so immense?" He grinds his teeth. "I can't take them on 3 versus 1… I'll have to use it…"
The large man jumps back and reaches for the Kamino Weapon.
"Everyone! Watch out!" Israr runs towards the large man.
The large man grabs the Kamino Weapon. He takes off his glove and holds the sharp knuckleduster with his bare hand. He aims it at Easton.
The 2 teeth at the end of the knuckleduster shine. Lines shoot from the teeth. The lines circle and swirl Easton and a transparent tube appears around him.
"What the hell?!" Easton smashes at the tube, but nothing happens. No sound escapes outside.
Kiran only sees Easton hit the tube like a wild animal.
"What did you do to him? Let him go!" screams Kiran as he runs towards the large man.
"Now I only have to focus on the two of you," says the large man with a wide grin as he puts his glove on again. He holds the Kamino Weapon tightly. "Come at me!"