Ribbon
"With all respect, Officer, the plan is flawed," the brat murmured, just as Levi finished briefing his men. Levi ground his teeth. Midori – and what kind of self-respecting assassin chose a girly name like that anyway – had been a pain in his ass since he'd arrived. If he hadn't been so damned skilled, Levi would have killed him a long time ago.
"I didn't ask for opinions. Move. Now," Levi growled. Any of his other men would have apologised and left immediately. Midori just stood there.
"The plan will get us all killed. If I'm going to die today, I'd rather it be for a worthwhile cause," Midori said calmly.
"Like what?" Levi was barely restraining himself from drawing a weapon.
"Becoming the Lightning Officer seems like a decent goal to have, especially as our current one seems to be incompetent."
And before Levi could even process that the brat had dared to challenge him, Midori was in the air. His knife caught a shallow line across Levi's chest before he leapt back, releasing his parabolas into the air. He heard the others running for the doors.
Midori had the advantage here, he thought as he blocked a knife strike. The room they were in was small, meant for talking not fighting. He had brought his parabolas, but no secondary weapons other than his sword. Midori's close range combat was a better fit, which he must have been counting on when he issued the challenge. Still, he didn't get to be an Officer by being a one-trick pony.
Levi swung his sword out, pushing electricity through it. One touch would put the brat down, and then his parabolas would take him out permanently. He cursed as a ribbon snaked its way around his sword, yanking it out of his hand. Ribbons? He'd known his subordinate was working on a new technique, but nothing like this.
The brat had a half dozen ribbons in his hands, swirling through the air, cutting down his parabolas with offensive ease. Midori smiled slightly at the look on Levi's face. He had just realised how trapped he was. He had thought that he was fighting a Squalo-wannabe, and hadn't been prepared to deal with a Bel. A flash of Lightning flame had the ribbons hardening into a solid cage. Levi's eyes widened just for a moment, and he paused in his attempts to rip the ribbons apart. That moment was all Midori needed to bury a knife in his neck.
Yes, Harry changed his name to Midori. He was going to go for Verde, but it was already taken.