I guess that's no one, then.

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He had no idea how long he was running. All he knew was that his lungs were burning and his breaths were getting so heavy that he felt like they were going to pop. Charice, on the other hand, seemed perfectly fit to run a few more miles and then some. Damn the fact that I'm human…

"What the hell are we going to do now?" She screamed. "We have no idea where the hell the others are, and not only that but we're outside the building! You can die out here!"

"Thank you for the notice, Captain Obvious." He spat. "Let's just go find Alfred or something!"

"Well, what if he's the enemy this time?"

"…then we're royally screwed for the next half hour, aren't we?"

"THANK YOU FOR THE VOTE OF CONFIDENCE, KILLJOY!"

"I'm not a killjoy, just reasonable to a damaging fault."

Charice mumbled something to herself as they found themselves at the edge of the forest. After a few minutes, he bumped into what felt like a wall. He looked up and saw the back of Ivan's head just as he was about to turn around. Charice clung onto his sleeve and started shaking.

"Oh crap oh crap oh crap what if he's an enemy he's going to eat us so horribly what are we going to do nooooooooow?"

"Ne~~~we were just about to discuss how to rescue you, da?"

"Nice to hear a wave of concern this time." Rizal folded his arms. "It's safe, Charice."

"…you better not eat us."

"Nah…you're a little too sweet for my tastes."

"Aww…thank you- wait, HOW THE HELL DO YOU THINK I'M SWEET?"

"Weeeeeellllll-"

"OH COME ON!"

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Ivan led them deep into the woods, where the others were waiting for them. Fortunately, they had reverted to their previous selves and were not out for blood. Thank god, for the dangers out here were much greater than in a house that would've been a great savepoint. Rizal sat at the fireplace in front of Arthur as he looked up.

"So did you survive the half-hour?"

"Eh?"

"You were in the building with the enemies when the bell rang, weren't you?" Arthur tilted his head. "Did they notice you?"

"Um…two did, but we got out of there." Rizal turned his head back. "I'm surprised they didn't follow us."

"Might be because of the previous half-hour." Alfred stated. "They were your allies during that time."

"Of course, and I had all the time to cuddle my Feli-chan wait how do you know that?"

"You told them about the alliances changing every half-hour. When the bell rang, we suddenly had that thought in our heads." Francis stated with a calm face (which scared Charice). "Connected?"

"So…are you saying that everything we tell our allies, they'll know no matter how many times they switch?" Charice turned her head. "Well, that saves our tongue for repeating ourselves!"

"…that would mean anything we tell the enemies, they'll know." Rizal sighed. "Fantastic."

"Is it just me, or is someone up there just laughing at us?"

"Charice."

"Yeah, Natalya?"

"Stop trying to break the fourth wall."

"Sorry, sorry."

"What are you two talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing." She waved. "So Iggy-chan! You think your benign skills at your disposal can change everyone back?"

"If I knew how to, I would've done it already. And stop calling me Iggy."

"Why? It's cute!"

"Didn't you guys already look in the building?" Magnus asked. "Was there anything?"

"Not a clue. The only thing I found out was that Charice thinks that apparently Americans build panic bunkers for zombie attacks."

"Dude, we have to! With the pace we're going at, there's no guarantee that it won't happen!"

"…dear god, you actually believe that…"

"Not with Kiku's technology and all!"

"OK, now I understand."

"So…now what? I'm not up for waiting for the next half hour to see if something happens." Rizal spat.

"Maybe we can find what we're looking for out here?" Peter waved his legs around. "Good choice?"

"That's probably not a bad idea, but not a good one either." Vash looked up. "We're no longer in the building. Any damage Rizal has, he keeps."

"So if he gets attacked, he'll die for sure." Erika looked at him. "Can you fight?"

"With full confidence, yes. With full power, no." Rizal lifted up his arms. "I got tired just running all the way over here."

"Which means that you're now a liability to us." Francis sighed. "Don't worry, we won't kill you…for this half hour, anyway."

"Thanks for your truth." He looked up. "And for your information, I really don't want to be the viability here."

"You can't help it. You're the only pure human here." Arthur leaned forward. "Can you handle fighting all of them for a certain period of time?"

"I've beaten about four of these nations with my bare hands. I can handle it with this setback." Rizal turned his head. "I may have human blood, but I've had my experiences as a man among immortals and I walked away a winner each time. If I lose now, just because they're stronger than I am, then may my soul be damned to suffer from their hands for the next three hundred years."

"Don't wish that, kuyaaaa!" Charice leaned forward, shaking him. "How can God save you if you damn yourself?"

"…I meant damn my soul on earthly terms." He stared at her. "Cause I'm pretty sure that you can't condemn yourself to hell unless God wants you there."

"…well, if you do bad things, he'll put you there…"

"Well, if God wants me to go the deepest pits of hell, let him put me there…" Rizal turned to the others. "Tonight, on the day the ghosts wander free."

"You don't know who's listening, da?" Ivan sat next to him.

"I know he is." He pointed upward. "And I have my upmost faith in him."

"…how can…how can you trust something you can't see so blindly?" Arthur looked at him. "You've never seen Him before…so why…?"

"Because I know he exists. There are things that exist that no one has seen before. Your fairies, ghosts…" Rizal leaned back. "All of us. If we think about it, aren't we something that exists despite the fact that no one knows who we really are?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"We're all supposed to be hunks of rock and dirt shaped by political means; there's nothing natural about our creation. No one knows how we came into existence, not even ourselves. We don't question it; we just go with it. So technically, we're on the same fantasy level as fairies…no one bothered to write about us because of how human we are." The boy grinned. "If something as immortal as us can exist, why not Him? And if our people can have faith in us, why can't we do it for Him?"

Everyone sighed. They were told. He leaned back.

"So then…what's the plan for this segment?"

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Seriously. Hasn't anyone realized that the countries are technically as supernatural as ghosts and fairies?