Chapter 3: Welcome to area 11, third part.
Kallen Stadtfeld or Kallen Kozuki as he prefers to be called.
At the moment he is in difficulty.
The mission to recover the poisonous gas has gone badly, has lost contact with his older brother Naoto, and things have worsened.
Now his people are slaughtered like cattle, and it's partly his fault!
"Killing British bastards!" Kallen snarled as he used his remaining Slash Harken in Glasgow to destroy a British tank that had just killed a group of Shinjuku residents.
"Kallen!" Ohgi's voice screamed from his radio.
"Can Glasgow still move?" Clearly Ohgi is very stressed and panicked, not very surprised in this situation.
"Do not worry, Ohgi, I'll do the bait, you'll get all the others out! The only ones to be captured will be resistance fighters!"
"It's not that simple! We're stuck and completely surround us!" Ohgi replied.
"Please ... if any Kami exists ... do a miracle for us ... I beg you ..." Kallen silently implored as he approached another target.
In an instant Kallen knocked down a VTOL with his remaining Slash Harken, when he heard a familiar voice giggle from a speaker.
"Well, well, if it's not our friend from Glasgow." Kallen paled to know where he had heard that voice before and made her lose speed.
As he did so, he saw in the back camera that the place he had just occupied had been strewn with bullets from an assault rifle.
"You brought me to a happy pursuit, but no Eleven can escape Jeremiah Gottwald!" The Sutherland carrying this Jeremiah Gottwald was looking for her, another was on her side
In the next few minutes, Kallen has barely managed to survive you have her pursuers, two Sutherland piloted by members of the faction faction, the worst of the worst of the British.
The Sutherland have been chasing her for several minutes, with the intent of eliminating her along with her Glasgow.
Kallen has managed to survive until now, thanks to two things: her innate talent for piloting and her fierce instinct not to die.
While looking for an escape or something to help her, note that the power levels of her Knightmare are tremendously grounding.
"Damn!" Only thirty minutes remained! "Those damn Britons are approaching !.
I could use the slogan bar, at least to distract them from attacking civilians! "With this idea in mind Kallen is about to make his move. But before he could begin his offense, an unknown voice was emitted from his communicator, who says :
"The west entrance, go there, you want to survive."
'It's a trap?' He thought Kallen for a second.
"Who are you? How did you meet this frequency?" She asked Kallen slightly worried, she knows every single member of their group and this mysterious voice does not sound like any of them.
In addition, Ohgi and the others would have been too busy using this time to evacuate civilians.
While Kallen began to think of a trap, but logic tells him there was no reason.
British forces do not need such tricks, they are in possession of every possible advantage, because to set up a complicated and obvious trap, when they can simply crush them with brute force.
"Listen to me very well, Redy, because I will not repeat it.
I am your only hope of victory, follow my orders and the Japanese will get a victory superior to the miracle of Itsukushima "said the mysterious voice with a determined tone, which inspires confidence.
"To win?" Kallen said, in an incredulous voice.
The only idea of winning at the moment is an unimaginable thing.
Kallen begins to question the man's sanity.
Yet, what other option he had, in addition to following the advice of this stranger or being killed by those Knightmare.
He jumped his Knightmare up and down the train tracks he had mentioned, frowning when he saw the two Sutherlands mimic his action.
"Hey, what do I do now?" He asked Kallen, looking up when he heard the screech of a train coming straight to her.
"Well done Redy, jump on the train, we start the counterattack," said the mysterious voice.
"I hope you know what you're doing," Kallen said, jump to the top of the train's engine and then jump to the end of the train, through the roofs of the cargo cars.
Jeremiah Gottwald I start mocking Kallen while her Sutherland holds the train.
He turned his Glasgow in time to see the second Sutherland leap to his feet, clearly intending to follow her.
BOOM
A sort of yellow laser is passing through the sky and it hits the Sutherland, causing it to explode.
"A sniper!" Shouted Jeremiah Gottwald, taken aback by this situation, a terrorist sniper armed with an unknown weapon.
Jeremiah Gottwald decided to activate the ejection system of his cockpit, and he made a good move, because not even a moment later. A second yellow laser beam hit Jeremiah's Sutherland and destroyed it.
"Redy liked my counterattack," said the mysterious voice, with a joyous tone.
"You saved my life, but how did you do it?" Kallen asked without words, not believing he saw a kind of laser that destroyed the Sutherland.
"Magic, with some extraterrestrial help," the mysterious voice answered before closing his broadcast.
"What? ... Magic, Aliens?" Kallen asked, bewildered by the words of the mysterious voice.
"Hey, Kallen! What was there with that radio message first?" He asked for a voice not so mysterious, which belongs for a long time.
Kallen looked down and spotted Ohgi and the others running down the tracks toward her.
"Did he contact you too?" Kallen said, wondering who the mysterious voice is.
"Yes, even Yoshida's group should be here soon ..." Ohgi could not finish his sentence because the mysterious voice returned, saying, "Are you the boss?"
Ohgi was surprised that the mysterious savior of Kallen would have contacted him directly instead of transmitting the message as he had already done, but he was technically responsible for the group with the disappearance of Naoto.
"Huh? Yes." Oghi said uncertain and insecure about his position.
"Wrong!" My lackey will bring your boss, in exchange I advise you to listen to me, "said the mysterious voice.
Before one of the Japanese terrorists could say anything, a Knightmare, which looks like a modified Sutherland, covered with strange yellow signs reminiscent of circuits.
In his hand is a person whom Oghi and Kallen know very well, Naoto Kozuki.
"Naoto / Onii-Sama!" Oghi and Kallen shouted simultaneously, while the Sutherland updated by Mystic, puts down Naoto, who is more or less conscious.
"Oghi what happened?" Naoto asked, slightly confused, having vertigo.
"Very simple, my patient, I found you wounded in a truck surrounded by Clovis's royal guards.
I killed the guards, took the load and pulled out of there. Soon after, I played the magic surgeon, saving your life.
Now I'm taking control of your rebel cell and I'll bring you the victory. "He explained the mysterious voice, giving a brief account of what he has done so far.
"Thank you for saving my life, but I can not give you the command without a valid reason." He said Naoto, he does not like being ungrateful for his savior, but he can not give the lives of his enemies to a simple voice.
"I understand your reasoning, which is why I will show you what I can do.
Take the train load, you can do anything you like with my gift.
But if you want to win, then follow my orders. "He said the mysterious voice, waiting to hear the response of the Japanese rebels.
Kallen opened one of the train compartments with his Knightmare and gasped.
The whole train is full of inactivated Sutherland and energy supply.
"Knightmares!" The terrorists exclaimed in chorus.
"There's more here!"
"Also here!"
"It's great, let's hear what he has to say." He said Tamaki, the most ... simple member of the group.
'All these Knightmares. But how?' Kallen thought as he counted six compartments with inside two Sutherlands each.
It was enough to dress them all with new Knightmare. It was a start, but the others were not able to pilot a Knightmare like Kallen.
"So Kozuki Naoto, what do you choose to do with your head, it's to die together, you have your friends or listen to me, you win without losing." He said the mysterious voice, clearly certain what will choose Naoto.
"We are surrounded and outnumbered, we have nothing to lose, what are your orders," said Naoto, resigning himself to following a mysterious voice.
"You have made the best decision of your life, we start the hunt, properly." Redy! "He said the mysterious voice, referring to Kallen.
" Yup?" He asked Kallen, trying to act professional, as if disappointing him would suddenly cause the disappearance of all these Sutherland before their eyes.
"You will be the bait, the British are already aware that there is a red Glasgow that is opposed to them, you bring them to us, and we do them out with a shower of bullets" said the mysterious voice, giving a simple, but excellent strategy.
"Understood" answered Kallen.
"Before starting the counterattack, how much energy does your Glasgow have?" He asked for the mysterious voice, not wanting to use a bait that can stop suddenly due to a low battery.
"About fifteen minutes," Kallen replied, after checking his counter once again.
"Then recharge the battery." He said the mysterious voice.
"Naoto, in ten minutes I will contact you with your next instructions and coded names." Said the mysterious voice, Naoto nodded
"Miss Green, I sent you cordons, go to that area, I have a special task for you" said the mysterious voice, wanting CC far from the terrorists, who could turn against him, if things do not go as expected .
After these words the radio was silent.
Kallen as the rest of the rebels wondered what would happen next, since today seemed full of surprises.
XXX
Above one of the tallest buildings in Shinjuku, a heavily modified Knightmare Sutherlands, is watching the full jet of Mecha and British soldiers.
The four-legged spider-like Knightmare, in place of the arms, possesses cannons, all of its body is covered in liquid metal, covered with yellow circuit symbols.
Above the cockpit came the head of a Galvanic Mechamorph.
"Things are going in the right direction, I managed to get a Mecha and enough components to make a good update.
Honestly becoming a Mechamorph Galvanico (Upgrade) is too useful when it comes to machines.
Anyway, I have to stay here to play the sniper and drive a small group of inexperienced terrorists at the same time. "Mystic said in his alien form, with a slightly pessimistic tone.
"I've been in worse situations than this, at least look at the positive side, the latest changes to the Protrix, allow you to maintain an alien transformation for three hours, with a recharge of three minutes." Mystic talked to himself, before taking aim with the cannons of Knightmare, is shooting at the British forces.
XXX
"Terrorists are mixed in the general population of Eleven and are mounting some resistance against us, but they have not influenced the overwhelming superiority of our army." General Bartley reported after examining the digital map of the settlement they were currently destroying.
"Of course not. Besides that ..." Clovis paused, already knowing that his general knew what answer he wanted to hear.
Bartley nodded. "Understood, the gas capsule will be ..."
"Just like the public thinks," Clovis concluded.
"Exactly, and we'll keep looking for the girl."
Clovis put a white-gloved hand to his forehead, already feeling the start of a headache, how it is possible that a girl causes him such a problem. It seemed that her fate depended on having recovered it before it was found by someone. Not to mention, discover the things you could do. "Yes. Live or dead, you must find her."
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"Hey, are you sure? Their IFF have been stripped, are you sure this is not an enemy trap?" He asked Tamaki addressing Naoto while he was settling in one of the new Sutherlands.
"The other side has the total advantage in this war: they do not need to set any trap" Ohgi answered through his rider's loudspeakers.
"You also reach the assigned points." Said Naoto, talking to the rest of the group.
"Sensei, can you move? The fundamentals should not be different from those you're used to." He asked for the mysterious voice.
Ohgi quickly grabbed the transceiver before the mysterious voice decided to suddenly stop the communications.
"Who are you? At least give us your name." He asked Ohgi.
"Later, now you have to stay focused, Redy is approaching, the enemy Sutherland will be in your viewfinder in twenty seconds.
They are only two Sutherland, members of the purist faction. Shoot at will through the wall. "He said the mysterious voice, before closing the broadcast.
Tamaki scoffed at the orders given to them by a too cowardly guy to reveal his name.
Ohgi put the transceiver down and inserted his Knightmare key.
They really have no choice but to trust this mysterious voice, and what damage could actually have come from shooting through a wall?
If there were any civilians in the area, the British would have been here long before this to finish them off.
"Everyone, double check your weapons." He ordered Naoto, coordinating the movements of his companions.
"Hey, are you serious?" Tamaki churches with anger.
"Do Tamaki, we have nothing to lose and everything to gain, unless you like surrendering and being killed?" Naoto said sarcastically.
"Naoto right, we have nothing to lose," Oghi said, supporting Naoto's decision to follow the mysterious voice.
All around him, the rest of the group lit their Knightmare and quickly loaded the powerful assault rifles they carried.
Even Tamaki reluctantly entered his own Knightmare and rested his rifle against the wall in front of them.
"3 ... 2 ... 1 ... Fire!" At Naoto's command, Ohgi and the others shot through the wall, smiling triumphantly when he saw a flash of metal on the other side of the concrete wall.
They continued to shoot until it was meticulously obvious that both Knightmares had been destroyed. The wall before them had been turned into Swiss cheese by the multitude of rounds that penetrated it.
XXX
After about twenty minutes
"Sensei, Vice-N, Assassin-7! Move 100 meters to the right and shoot your slack harkens around three." He said the mysterious voice, giving other orders.
"All right, do what people say!" He ordered Vice-N (Naoto) leading the charge.
"I'll watch your back," said Oghi (Sensei) as a support for his friend.
Naoto like the rest of his colleagues are not sure how.
But this mysterious voice is dominating the battlefield, knowing where the enemy is and how to fight back.
Until now Naoto and his group have not suffered losses, unlike the British, who are falling one by one.
If things are going to be difficult with British reinforcements or area strength, a laser beam of yellow light destroys the threat, increasing the chances of victory for the Japanese.
Things are not going well, they're marveling.
Kallen is starting to believe that they could and would come out of this, not just alive, but victorious.
The three Knightmares indicated in the group crossed the road and turned the corner, impaling an incoming Knightmare with a total of six different harkens.
Tamaki also had to grin, inflicting such destruction on a British pilot who had been officially trained to use his Knightmare.
Kallen used his own Harken cut to raise his Glasgow on a roof and land down again on the other side of the building, where he rammed his fist into a Knightmare that had just opened protection around his Factsphere.
"I am your only hope of victory, follow my orders and the Japanese will get a victory over the miracle of Itsukushima, now I believe you," Kallen murmured, remembering the words of this mysterious voice.
XXX
"Sir Glaube has been expelled! The frame has been lost!"
"Change codes, intercept our transmissions!" He ordered Bartley.
This was bad. He was watching the signal after the signal had been lost on the battlefield. How could these terrorists endure this difficult fight?
"We have! Four times already!"
"Do it again!" He ordered.
"This failure is unacceptable!" Clovis screamed in the command center, indignant.
An Elevens group is getting the best of the highly trained British army.
Worse, it was making him look silly!
" Hello !"
Directly on the screen in front of him, a video call of Lloyd Asplund, the head of the British special research division, or Camelot, covered the tactical map he was observing, where his forces were dwindling. He was not sure that the image was an improvement, especially with that annoying smile on the man's face.
"What is it? We are in the middle of an operation!" Bartley exclaimed frustrated.
"Then it's time to deploy the ASEEC special weapon." Lloyd reasoned.
"This is not the moment!" Clovis had no intention of letting the design of his elder brother's pet steal all the glory of his area. This battle would have been won by the forces under his command.
XXX
Mystic is still in its alien form, which is "owning" one
Knightmare.
Thanks to enhanced sensors, a long-distance view with a 360-degree visual range, the assistance of an AI with secular experience and the right position, Mystic is virtually ubiquitous throughout the Shinjuku jet.
"I'm getting bored, because these Japanese do not have a decent strategist, so I could fight on the front lines.
I'm just coordinating a few men and women, applying guerrilla tactics and shooting at every target that enters my range of action. "Mystic murmured, in a tone of apathy, his warrior side wants to join the fray. Magus side and Leader shouts that the Japanese will die in three minutes without his leadership.
"Eloah, I detected mass movements from the enemy," said the IA Metatron, showing on the HUD, a map of Shinjuku, a ring of Sutherland enemies approaching in an enormously favorable position for Mystic.
"How can there be an empire that occupies 1/3 of the world, if such stupid principles exist," asked Mystic, without receiving an answer.
"Redy and company, time to use tactics, the mole is saved from magical punishment," said Mystic, the face of Servant-Vampire was painted by a devilish smile, if it were not in the form of an alien without a mouth.
"Metatron, give up Mecha, let's pull out our beloved magic," said Mystic, returning to its original form, abandoning the heavily modified Knightmare from the skills of the Mechamorph Galvanic form.
XXX
"Surround them and concentrate our strength there!" Clovis ordered, tapping the singular red dot in the middle of the ghetto.
He is not moving from his position, so he thought they were lurking, ready to ambush his Knightmares.
It does not matter, they would fail in the face of the onslaught of its overwhelming numbers.
"The main force of the enemy is where the central point is!
Just as his Knightmares were approaching, the red dot suddenly vanished from the map.
"What, the enemy is not there?" Clovis Churches shocked.
XXX
Kallen counted on the meters his Glasgow had to go on. Behind her are the rest of the rebels, each in her own
Knightmares.
All pass through the underground tunnels in single file.
"What did he mean by, the mole is saved from divine judgment?" Churches Kallen not understanding the tactics of the mysterious voice.
Suddenly ...
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
The ground begins to leak and dozens of explosions are felt from every corner of Shinjuku.
"What the hell is happening on the surface!?" Kallen shouted, slightly shaken, not knowing she's sending her cry to every friendly unit with a radio.
"I'm simply dropping the magical punishment on the Britons, you keep going straight, I continue the bombardment," the voice said, interrupting the transmission.
In the next issue the explosions are restarted.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
"With this mysterious voice nearby, surprises sprout like mushrooms," Kallen murmured, wondering what was happening on the surface.
XXX
A few seconds ago
On the surface, at a distance of hundreds of meters from the ground, in the vast blue sky.
There is a certain Servant-Vampire, who is flying in the air, thanks to his feathered white coat, a powerful and versatile Mystic Code, called, Arip ă Albă.
Now Mystic, Aripă Albă is stretching like wings for the flight, imitating the mantle of Caster (Medea).
This form allows Mystic to maximize his destructive potential when he wants to use magic on a large scale.
In the hands of Mystic there is his personal Noble Phantasm, the Grimoire Codex Analisys, a magical book, which can enhance, establish and concentrate the magical energy and enchantments of the user.
"The British forces have come together of me, time to use the offensive magic learned from the teacher Medea.
Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea! "He shouted Mystic, activating his Physical Magic Circuits, the Magic Crest Seven and his organs composed of live crystal, which play the role of magic cores.
Mystic's magic creates a giant wall of incredibly complex magical dark blue circles.
The British forces have raised their heads high, seeing a strange light in the sky, have begun to wonder what is happening.
The military in less than a second is the strange light, their death sentence.
Because the strange lights have fired a shower of magical metaphysical energy, each magical stroke contains a power comparable to a missile.
The main offensive enchantment of Medea is Rain of Light: Machia Hecatia Graea, which is a discharge of rapidly firing light beams each with a rank A power of attack.
Each ray is a mortal spell on the level of High Taumaturgy with three times the entire amount of magical energy of Shirou, capable of destroying the body of a Servant with a direct hit.
Only the use of a single ray would normally require a magic circle, ten counting air and one minute of throwing for a normal wizard, and still thirty seconds with a high-speed Air.
Caster's Divine Words allow you to shoot them in quick succession without any preparation after simply targeting the enemy with his wand.
He can fire them relentlessly when he has a reserve of stored magical energy, and the result is something that resembles a bombardment that leaves the ground red.
Mystic who has learned this spell from Medea can perfectly replicate this spell.
Thanks to the huge amounts of magical energy and its equipment, its magical bombardment is not only powerful, but also precise and lethal.
All the fired beams seem for a moment the legendary demonic spear of Scáthach and Cú Chulainn, Gáe Bolg.
Because they hit the British cockpits with a millimeter precision, before exploding, sweeping away the Mecha with the soldier.
"It's wrong that I have so much fun sweeping away, everything that hinders me, with a simple magical bombardment," said Mystic to himself, looking at the gigantic crater that replaced the British forces.
XXX
Clovis retreated in shock, having seen most of his forces eliminated in an instant.
"Who ... who in the name of God am I fighting? Can it be even better than Tohdoh?"
"Lloyd!" Clovis called seriously.
"Hmm? Yes, your height?"
"Can you win? Your toy will beat them?" Clovis asked desperately.
The least he could hope for now was a victory for Britain. It does not matter that he would not get the credit, if the Elevens won here, the loss would have been settled at his feet.
Lloyd chuckled softly and intoned a smug smile on his face for the Crown Prince. "Your Highness ... Please call him Lancelot."
XXX
"Advanced unit weapon Z-0-1 Lancelot, now activating Lancelot activating Releasing the hatch." The automatic voice echoed through the British's defensive line, alerting all around to get away from the Camelot truck.
The truck of specialized equipment slowly slipped out of the support to which the Lancelot was attached, the black sheet fluttering in the wind as it was brought out for the first time since its creation.
"Z-0-1 Lancelot, ready for activation, pallet extension, start."
"Have you read the manual?" Cecile Croomy, Lloyd's assistant and chief technical engineer working on the KMF Lancelot prototype, asked.
"More or less," Suzaku replied as he started wearing the pilot suit he had been assigned. As soon as he was completely hoed, he felt the dress resize to fit perfectly, but not uncomfortable.
"Well done, you got the highest score on the simulator."
"Look ... about what you said before ..." Suzaku started to get out of the medical trailer and get to the equipment truck where he would insert his new Knightmare.
Even now, he could not believe it was happening.
"It's possible," Cecile admitted hesitantly. "But the possibility is still close to zero."
"But it's actually not zero, right?" Suzaku asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid it's true, but I do not want you to do anything reckless, but the new system has not yet installed a cockpit ejection system." Cecile warned the young British honorary.
"Right, I understand, Miss Cecile." He gasped as the metal pincers that held the sheet over the Knightmare were released, allowing the sheet to be blown away by the wind. "This is?"
The Knightmare was huge. Its color is mainly white. But in pieces of gold armor around the head, chest, arms and legs. And in reality it had a decidedly human face, rather than a covered Factsphere for a head.
"Right, the experimental weapon developed by us in the body of Advanced Advanced Envoy Engineering, Lancelot." Cecil exclaimed with a sense of calmer pride than his superior. "The first seventh generation in the world of Knightmare Frame."
"Okay then Suzaku, we have to proceed with the initial start?" Lloyd asked impatiently, eager to finally see his masterpiece in action.
"Initial start-up from step 20. Energy-filling equipment." Cecil dictated to the other engineers and mechanics around the Lancelot.
"Confirm pre-start, energy charge now normal output, thirty seconds to reach critical voltage".
"Core Light, phase of change, Yggdrassil Drive operational."
"Devicer, set up," Cecil called Suzaku, who nodded and sat down on the seat, which was then inserted back into the cockpit.
"Confirming Devicer's entry into Z-0-1 Individual ID Registration Completed Confirm Man-Machine Interface Creation Resonance Yggdrassil, Confirmed Rejection Response, Weak Response to Devicer Stress, Weak All readings, normal."
"Everything will be according to the data so far," Lloyd said calmly.
Suzaku typed in the activation code and quickly the launch pad under the Lancelot's feet split into two separate pads, one for each foot. The sailors attached to each leg lowered themselves, leaning on the back of the truck, while the Lancelot was bending, resting a light hand on the ground in front of him. "Lancelot ... ME Boost!"
The Luminous core began to fill the entire frame with energy, while the terrestrial players began to move quickly before the Knight moved.
"Lancelot ... LAUNCH!" Cecile shouted.
Immediately, Suzaku jumped out of the truck and into the ghetto, moving quickly and nimbly to avoid the wreckage of destroyed buildings and Sutherlands.
"At full throttle, right outside the gate, eh?" Lloyd said, laughing with joy that his precious creation was working surprisingly.
XXX
"Excellent work, you have overcome the baptism of fire.
You got a shred of my respect, especially you, Redy.
However it is time to retire, the British are going to raise the level of difficulty, "said the mysterious voice, praising the Japanese rebels.
"What do you mean, we just destroyed their main strength," said Kallen, convinced he had fully won.
"We have depleted Clovis's ranks, but this chapter is not finished yet." The antagonist has yet to come face the protagonist, that is, "said the mysterious voice, speaking as if he were the main character in a story of his own.
"Antagonist?" Naoto asks raising an eyebrow at the words chosen by the mysterious voice.
"A new experimental model, financed by the Prime Minister, Schneizel El antagonist is called, Lancelot, a White Knightmare, armed with experimental comparison, the Sutherlands are just mere toys" the mysterious voice told the raw truth.
Tamaki shouted on the radio: "You mean we fought so hard for nothing?"
"Baka-1, you're wrong, since I came here, nothing went wrong.
I will take care of the Lancelot, Miss Green has set a trap in time in here we have defeated the British.
Personally I advise you to make a tactical retreat, it is to bring the knightmare in a safe place, they will be useful in the future "said the mysterious voice.
"Wait a second, before you leave, can you tell us who you are?"
It was Ohgi who asked the question everyone had asked. It was not out of curiosity, but rather out of gratitude.
After all, if it were not for him, Naoto, Kallen and everyone else would probably have become endless food at this point.
"You saved a good friend of mine. Are you with the JLF, by any chance?" He said Oghi, believing that such a person was able to be part of my great resistance front of Japan.
"No, I'm not, nor am I working with any other resistance group, I honestly just arrived in Japan," the mysterious voice said.
"So, it's a new face here in Area Eleven ..." Kallen thought, absorbing the information.
"Not only that, but we're the first group he's working with, I do not know why, but I like it a little," thought Kallen, blushing a little.
"So, what's your name?"
Everyone giggled at Tamaki's nervousness, it was clear that he was treating the man with some respect. Of course, Kallen and Ohgi were somehow supporting themselves, not wanting to miss the name of their savior and possible miracle operator.
"My name is Mystic, I'm just a simple vigilante, who plays the hero from time to time." He said the voice known as Mystic.
Go on ...
