Chapter 12: Escape gone wrong or right? Which one is it?

Part 1

 

 

MC’s POV

 

 

Even when I wanted to push my
plan forward, there were still a few details I had to take care of.

 

 

One of them was very
important, and that was to talk to the Nekomata sisters about it.

 

 

...

...

...

 

 

 

 

Observing a still somewhat
depressed Kuroka-chan lying down on the bed using Shirone-chan as a body pillow
while she took a nap, I wondered if I should approach this topic in her state.
Taking advantage of her state of mind, I would be able to make her agree to
plenty of things easily so I felt like I was a bad guy.

 

 

*Sigh*

 

 

"Kuroka-chan, can we have
a little chat?" I decided to ask anyway.

 

 

"...Sure-nya."
Kuroka-chan softly muttered in response to my question.

 

 

I was currently standing in
front of the bed so my line of sight was higher than her lying down self, so I
lied down as well to be able to talk to her without looking down on her.

 

 

"Remember when I told you
that I would bring you to my house?" I asked.

 

 

Kuroka-chan just nodded in
response with a slight smile on her face.

 

 

The number of smiles she made
these days has been really low so it is nice to see one of those again.

 

 

"Do you want to come with
me? I might be able to find you a better place if you don't want to
though." I inquired.

 

 

Perhaps Yasaka-san would be
able to get them a nice house if I ask her, or maybe Rias-chan and Sona-chan
would want to add them to their peerage. Kuroka-chan and Shirone-chan could
accept if they are treated nicely.

 

 

"No...! Nora's place is
where I want to go-nya." Kuroka-chan replied.

 

 

Maybe she doesn't know what I
mean by what I said, but for now, this will work for an answer, perhaps she
will change her mind later when she actually has a choice.

 

 

"What about her?" I
inquire as I use my tails to poke the cheeks of the napping girl.

 

 

She seemed bothered as in her
slumber Shirone-chan moved her hand to get rid of what was touching her cheek.

 

 

Watching her with a smile, I
moved my tails away when she was close to catching them, and when she lowered
her hand, I would continue poking her. I have grown evil.

 

 

"She also wants to
go-nya..." Kuroka-chan answered as she caught my tails to stop me from
bothering Shirone-chan.

 

 

Why are you stopping me? See?
You are now taking my place and poking her cheeks with your fingers.

 

 

"You could've left me to
do that for a bit longer..." I complained and a wry smile hung on my face.

 

 

"She is MY little
sister-nya..." Kuroka-chan replied softly. “If someone gets to poke her
cheeks in her sleep-nya, that is me-nya.”

 

 

"Then… I guess I can only
tease you? There is no other choice". I concluded as I poked the
black-haired girl’s cheeks.

 

 

She smiled in response to my
actions.

 

 

"Hey, next time they take
me away for some tests, just go to your room. Don't wait for me here, can you
do that? Please don't ask... just... wait, don't wander around. Don't leave no
matter what, ok?" I muttered very softly.

 

 

I am not really sure how good
the surveillance they have on us is. However, this is the best I can do to tell
Kuroka-chan to be ready in her room, which it’s located many floors higher than
this place.

 

 

"Nora-nya..."
Kuroka-chan anxiously replied.

 

 

"Hey, don't put that
face. I am not asking for too much, right? Just wait there. I will do my best
so I want you to do your best as well." I tried reassuring her.

 

 

"Ok-nya..."
Kuroka-chan said, clearly not convinced but still accepting my words.

 

 

Now then, it is time to wait.

 

 

...

...

 

 

As I was going through the
layout of this place in my head, I began considering what to do to raise my
opportunities to leave this location successfully.

 

 

Getting rid of this collar is
obviously one thing, but it is just absurd to handle all of the devils in this
facility if they start chasing after me.

 

 

There needs to be something
that keeps them busy for long enough for me to run.

 

 

Another thing I need to do is
to take care of the devils that would be able to organize a response in case I
escape. Naberius aside, I have already found a few of his people between the
numerous personnel. I must target anyone that would become an obstacle. The
question is if I will be able to do so at that time.

 

 

A little more observation will
have to be done, at least until they take me to that room.

 

 

...

...

 

 

After three days of waiting,
it was finally the time.

 

 

Being guided to that room for
what I wanted to believe was going to be the last time; I found it hard to
contain my emotions. I felt a little restless and nervous, the possibility of a
failure ate my mind, but I erased those thoughts and replaced them with my wish
to see Kaa-san and Yasaka-san again, as well as wanting to get the two catgirls
away from here.

 

 

That's right. I WILL get them
out here. I will go home. Repeating that continuously inside my head, I managed
to calm down as we arrived at that hateful room.

 

 

Taking a deep breath, I kept
my emotions in check.

 

 

"Welcome, welcome, you
are finally here. It was about time you arrived." As soon as I entered the
room, I heard the annoying voice of Naberius saying such a thing.

 

 

Fighting the feelings of
repulsion I have for this guy, I kept my expression neutral.

 

 

*Tsk*

 

 

"You are truly not fun
anymore, ah ah, I sort of miss when you were a bit more rebellious. It made my
day teaching you manners." Naberius said with a smirk on his face after he
clicked his tongue.

 

 

Don't get caught in his pace.
Just let it go.

 

 

"Whatever, Zeth, you know
what to do." Naberius spoke to the guy who brought me here.

 

 

So he was called Zeth huh, I
had never heard his name until now. That guy just silently acknowledges the
orders as he took me to the table and bound me.

 

 

"You can leave, and don't
bother me until I am finished." Naberius said.

 

 

Yes, yes. Don't come here for
any reason.

 

 

As he left us alone, Naberius
was prepared to start today's procedure.

 

 

"You can twist in joy
right where you are. Today I will finally succeed, no matter what. You will
become basically her descendant after I am done with you, finally inheriting
her abilities so it will technically make you a devil as well. Isn't it exciting?"
Naberius exclaimed out of nowhere.

 

 

No? What are you even trying
to say sicko? Her descendant? Whose descendants?

 

 

"Oh, and if you are
lucky, the success in this process will trigger a chain reaction with the other
cells. Well, I don't think you will get lucky because you are not that kind of
individual. After all, aren't you here? Oh, wait! You are here, so maybe you
are incredibly lucky!" Naberius excitedly said.

 

 

Ok...? This guy is making less
sense the more he talks. Are all scientists like this? What a dangerous guy.
How did they let this guy do as he pleases with no one checking on him?

 

 

...

...

 

 

Time passed, and Naberius
finally shut up.

 

 

Taking his instruments again,
he put me to 'sleep' with an injection.

 

 

Feeling the liquid moving
inside me, I did my best to suppress its effect by sheer will. Which I
succeeded in doing thanks to all the 'practices' I had.

 

 

Things will get tricky from
here on. Recalling the plan, I relaxed my body and faked an unconscious state.

 

 

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Theodore’s POV

 

 

On a rare occasion, Theodore
seemed restless and somewhat excited.

 

 

It was a very important day; a
lot of time was invested in this project, and finally, it was time to finish one
of the most important phases that would lead to a successful trial.

 

 

The biggest difficulty was to
find a subject that could survive the procedures, which he found by sheer luck.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was almost impossible to find someone
who could withstand the experiments. Giving that child the number '10032' was
not because he felt like it, there had been 10031 earlier subjects, and none of
them had survived. That is testaments to how harsh were the requirements to
reproduce the 72 devils' innate abilities artificially using this method.

 

 

However, he was going to prove
that it was possible, something that no one else had been able to do, by his
own hands.

 

 

No more being looked down on
because he is from a branch family. Along with his research data, he would be
able to reach new heights of power.

 

 

...

...

 

 

Being extra careful in each of
the steps of the experiment, Theodore confirmed each action he took twice.

 

 

He would take samples often to
inspect them and record any possible changes. Theodore would release subject
10032 to put him into different machines that were specially made for this day
after countless trials and errors.

 

 

"He should be proud;
those were made especially for him." Theodore spoke with a smirk on his
face.

 

 

Theodore considered that
subject 10032 was a lucky fellow among the countless test subjects he had. It
was the first time that he worked so hard for one, and it will probably be the
last time as well. When he finishes this process, he will lose his value, so
there won't be any need to waste more time keeping him in a healthy state
anymore.

 

 

"I never had time to test
how much pain would the machine cause considering all that it modifying,
although he shouldn't be able to feel a thing with that amount of
anesthesia." Theodore muttered again.

 

 

It was a needless thought,
whether the subject suffers or not doesn't matter as long as it doesn't change
the results. Reducing any possible painful processes will only be done when it
was for himself.

 

 

As the machine gave out a
signal, Theodore took subject 10032 out and lied him down on the operation
table again. Watching that the subject was completely covered in sweat, he
wondered for a moment if that was a result of the use of the machine, or the
process itself caused it.

 

 

Deciding to take more notes
regarding this issue, he turned around to write it down before he felt a sharp
pain coming from his back along with some weight on his back.

 

 

"AHHHHH!" Theodore
screamed in response to the pain he felt, something he was hardly used to.

 

 

Turning his head to look
behind him by reflex, another sharp pain was felt, along with the loss of his
field of view from his right eye.

 

 

"ARHHH, WHAT IS GOING
ON!?" Theodore yelled after feeling something stuck in his eye.

 

 

Moving his hand to confirm
what was stuck there, he found something he was familiar with, one of his
scalpels.

 

 

His thought process was not
working properly due to the pain, but he was able to tell that someone attacked
him. The culprit had to be-

 

 

Before he could think of the
name of the culprit, another sharp pain coming from his leg interrupted his
thoughts again.

 

 

Fearing for another attack,
Theodore threw his body to one side with all the strength he could muster in
order to gain some distance from his attacker. From his new position on the
floor, he was able to see the one responsible for his wounds.

 

 

Standing there, staring at him
with bloodshot eyes, was subject 10032. In his hands, he held a pair of
scalpels.

 

 

"HOW DID YO-."
Theodore tried to yell something but subject 10032 did not give him time to do
so.

 

 

Leaping at a speed unthinkable
for a powerless child, and arriving near him in one breath, subject 10032,
forced Theodore to hastily crawl in another direction to avoid him.

 

 

Cursing at his unsightly
appearance, he was finally able to remember that there was no need to run from
that child. Because in his pocket-

 

 

Nervously checking his
pockets, Theodore tried to find desperately the thing that would put a stop to
that crazed test subject. However, he failed to find the controller anywhere.

 

 

"...Looking for
this?" A voice that he had not heard in a while said in a mocking tone.

 

 

At some point, the attack had
stopped and subject 10032 was calmly standing while holding in his hands the
device that he was just looking for.

 

 

"Give me that back! Or
else..." Theodore threatened.

 

 

Nevertheless, his words did
not affect the test subject.

 

 

"Or else what? You will
use this little thing I have in my hands?" Subject 10032 muttered at the
same time as he inspected the controller.

 

 

*Tsk*

 

 

Clicking his tongue, Theodore
prepared to cast magic. If the controller could not do the work, then he will
have to do it by himself.

 

 

He might not be suited for fighting,
but it is not like can't fight at all.

 

 

Just before he activated the
spell, he had to cover his head with his arms since subject 10032 threw off the
scalpels he had in his hands at him. The attack was able to successfully wound
him again, but he had at least managed to protect his head. Unfortunately, the
spell was broken. Trying to cast again magic, ignoring the pain coming from his
wounds, he was able to cast it. A burst of wind was aimed at subject 10032
already near the operation room's door.

 

 

"Trying to escape? Where
will you go? Just let yourself quietly get caught. Don't worry; I won't kill
you, although I will only promise that." Theodore spoke.

 

 

The burst of wind managed to
hit subject 10032 sending him flying and making him collide against the walls
of the operation room. The controller fell out of the subject hands during the
impact. It rolled on the floor a few times until it was close to Theodore.
Grinning widely at this, he got closer to pick it up. The pain of wounds made
it hard to walk, but the thought of paying back all of the pain he suffered to
subject 10032 made him ignore it.

 

 

*Click*

 

 

At the same time as he bent
his body forward to pick up the controller, such a sound resounded in the room,
and it made Theodore freeze.

 

 

Was it possible?

 

 

Rising his line of sight from
the floor to subject 10032, he saw that he had his collar in his hands; it was
no longer attached to his neck like before. Giving Theodore one mocking look,
subject 10032 once again tried to leave, and this time he did not find any
obstacle in doing so.

 

 

Left alone in the operation
room, Theodore felt a surging rage. That last mocking look that subject 10032
gave him before leaving overlapped with all the mockery and sneers he received
from the Naberius main family, as well as the other noble families. Recalling
how he was able to leave with ease, he felt the need to tear apart that
annoying face so that he was never given that look again.

 

 

Standing up with some
difficulty, he was about to press a special button that he has to call for
help, but he found it torn apart. The slight irony of finding the button torn
apart when he thought of doing that to subject 10032's face only worsened his
mood.

 

 

That sneaky b*stard obviously
had planned what to do from the beginning, it was not a coincidence that he was
able to easily escape his grasp a moment ago.

 

 

It would take him a minute
before he was able to order his subordinates to chase after him. Calming
himself, he took deep breaths. As rage invaded his mind, it also affected his
wounds, making them bleed more.

 

 

First, he needs to leave this
room that blocked any kind of communication magic, something he added to get
rid of any possible disruptions during his experiments. Now it came as a
disadvantage.

 

 

Giving more importance to
catching subject 10032, Theodore left the room as fast as he could, but before
he was able to use magic to relay his order to catch that b*stard, a flustered
voice was heard.

 

 

"Naberius-sama, there is
a problem! The patrol, they- Naberius-sama, what happened!? Who did this to
you!? Is there an enemy nearby?" A subordinate that came to report
something asked as he warily took a look around.

 

 

Ignoring the pathetic display
and the words of the man, Theodore coldly ordered.

 

 

"Shut up. Relay my
orders. Subject 10032 has escaped. You must catch him alive. You are free to
use any amount of force as long as you don't kill him!" Theodore yelled at
his poor subordinate.

 

 

"But t-" The man
tried to say something else but he was cut short by a glare from Theodore.

 

 

Part 2

 

 

MC’s POV

 

 

As soon as I left the
operation room, I started to run in the direction of the next location I had in
mind, the control room, where I will be able to remove the bothersome
restraints that stop me from using my own Ki. Passing similar rooms like the
one I was before, I ran through the corridor and there was no one to stop my
advance. There was one guy who passed around here just now, but I managed to
hide in one of the empty rooms before he was able to spot me, so I doubted that
he saw me.

 

 

It is a really blessed layout
for me, many corridors crossed with each other so I was able to use my ability
to spot anyone before I was seen. They apparently put several operation rooms
here, and there were not many people wandering around.

 

 

Hiding again since there was
someone about to enter my line of sight (without using my ability), I recalled
what happened before. The first phase of the plan included killing Naberius,
but I was not able to do so. I did manage to wound him, although it was hardly
life-threatening. It was my fault for not considering the change in the
procedures. I truly did not expect that last machine. It was truly a damned
invention; I really have to praise myself for keeping my mouth shut and not
screaming from pain. That junk inserted several thin needles in different parts
of my body while it injected something inside me. Who knows what the heck that
was about, but it probably was part of that deranged guy experiments.

 

 

My body still feels sluggish
and heavy, but I was able to move and attack Naberius even like that, well, the
only part that I was able to accomplish was to take away his controller and use
it to remove the collar. It was too much to ask to fight him any longer with my
body like this, even when I could use a small amount of Ki from my surroundings
to strengthen myself. At that time I also used the opportunity to break any
kind of button that could be used to call for help, giving me a bit more time.
I had observed him before when pressed a button in a panel to call for his
subordinates previously so I wanted to avoid that.

 

 

For now, I am trying to patch
up the few incisions he did. It is not one of my best jobs but I can't be
picky.

 

 

This facility had 40 floors, all
of them being underground. It will be an awful race against time from now on.
The control room is on the 37th floor, and I am currently on the 31st. Not
really far, but not close either. My room is located on the 27th floor, so I am
closer than what I would be if I tried going from my room. Still, it won't be
easy.

 

 

Going from one floor to
another requires a special card that I, unfortunately, don't have with me. I
also planned to take that from Naberius, but it was not possible.

 

 

No matter what, I need to get
one as not only it would allow me to use elevators, the door to the stairs also
has that kind of system. Although I was not able to tell that from my floor as
the living quarters for experiment subjects or waiting rooms are located from
the 25th to the 30th floor. Only at the beginning of those floors, there are
doors with the system where the door would open with that card. My ability
shined here, allowing me to learn about that detail in advance. The problem was
that I needed the card of someone of a certain value since they would be able
to have a high enough level of authorization to get to the 37th floor.

 

 

I have to get it fast because
I didn't know when they will start chasing me. I had prepared somewhat for that
kind of possibility; however, I can't blindly trust that everything will go as
I planned. My earlier experience is proof that I need to be careful, after
being extra careful.

 

 

Oh, what is that?

 

 

I used my ability sporadically
to detect any danger and to not strain my eyes so I was only able to see a
certain person (devil) when I had activated my ability again. I recalled that
the guy is someone who would sometimes deliver stuff to Naberius before or
after I arrived at the room, you can imagine that anything that is delivered to
Naberius in that room has something to do with my experiments.

 

 

He will have to do.

 

 

Thankfully, I am surrounded by
a lot of useful stuff in these rooms, many sharps, and useful stuff indeed.

 

 

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3rd Person POV

 

 

Looking around the room, Nora
was able to find various kinds of chemicals and narcotics, one of them being
what he wanted to find. Seeing that he needed to be quiet enough, so the noise
of the fight does not attract more people, he began moving closer to his
intended target.

 

 

Nora gripped tighter the
syringe and the scalpels he carried in his hands. Thinking that attacking him
from behind in the open won't work, he hid in one of the empty rooms and
started breaking whatever he could throw on the floor, which was objects made
of glass, not forgetting to leave the door slightly ajar so the man was able to
hear the noise, using the first object he could find to fix the door in place
to stop it from closing.

 

 

As he expected, the man got
alerted and went to check what happened. Although before entering to check he
used magic to communicate with someone else to tell him about what he found.

 

 

"It's Zeke, some noises
were coming from the operation room, number 16. I am going to check inside.
Send some people over just in case, and... don't forget to send the cleaning
team too. It is going to be messy since I heard some things breaking." The
man, Zeke, said before cutting the communication.

 

 

Peering from the small windows
that the door has, he was able to see the lamp of the operation table on, but
nothing else was turned on. He could not tell what was happening from his
position so he opened the door and got inside. Looking for the switch to turn
on the light, he caught with his eyes a shadow that got bigger, it moved at a
fast speed so he was alerted. Ducking to avoid whatever that thing was, he
heard a noise coming from behind him as it crashed with the door.

 

 

Tensing up somewhat, he
prepared for a second impact, but it never came. What came was a quick stinging
pain coming from his chest and the feeling of something being injected into
him. A sudden sluggishness assaulted him and he found it hard to keep his eyes
open. It was obvious that whatever was injected into him caused this, and he
was not able to resist.

 

 

Trying to see his attacker
before his body gave away, he was able to see someone who he did not expect.
Many thoughts and possibilities of who could be doing this went through his
head; however, he did not expect to find the feeble child that his superior
experimented with.

 

 

"How..." Zeke
muttered with the last of his last strength.

 

 

His question was because
subject 10032 was not supposed to be able to move freely, and even if that
happened he would not be allowed to harm someone as the collar would activate
if he attacked the people of this facility.

 

 

"Does it really matter?
You are going to die so those things are meaningless." The child replied
in a neutral tone.

 

 

Zeke felt like laughing at the
situation he was in. He should be feeling fear at subject 10032's words, but
his body was not even responding to things like that. Life can be amusing
sometimes, just earlier he had delivered a machine that would be used for this
very child in an experiment, and now the child is about to kill him.

 

 

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MC’s POV

 

 

Watching as the anesthesia
sent the man into a deep sleep, I thought about those times I was at the other
side of this kind of situation. It is a little ironic how I ended using the
same method used on me before.

 

 

Shaking my head to get rid of
any useless thoughts, I aim at the guy's neck and stab the scalpel in my hands
there.

 

 

As someone used to a peaceful
environment, I felt complicated about my actions. But there was nothing I could
do about this, who knows what kind of problems he would cause when he wakes up
again. Yet, my hands couldn't help but shake even though I had mentally
prepared myself.

 

 

How unsightly of me.

 

 

Here I am, taking this man's
life but I can't even do it correctly. No... I can't tell if there's a right
way to do it but I should at least do it without doubting or hesitating. It is
the least I can do.

 

 

...

...

 

 

Taking everything I needed
from the man, I tore his shirt a little to make a pouch with the cloth, where I
could carry a few of the things from this room with me. You never know when
they will come in handy.

 

 

I frowned as I looked at
myself in detail; I am covered in blood since I was not careful when I tried to
kill Naberius. A bloodied patient's gown is dreadfully eerie. Unfortunately, I
won't have enough time to change into something else, not like I have anything
to change into either.

 

 

Checking that I got everything
I could, I moved to the exit of the room.

 

 

I must leave this place at
once, I heard him speaking before he entered, so someone will come here soon.

 

 

...

...

 

 

Moving as stealthily as I
could, I was able to arrive near the damned elevator, however, there two people
were guarding it to reach the floor I want seems impossible for now. There was
no way I could win against two fully alerted devils. Getting this far was
because I took Naberius and the earlier guy by surprise, besides, they looked
pretty tough.

 

 

*Tsk*

 

 

Clicking my tongue at what I
saw, I wondered if they were there because I escaped and they are looking for
me with that in mind or it was because they found that guy's body already. No
people were guarding the elevator during normal times after all.

 

 

It is a pointless worry though
since it won't change what I have in front of me.

 

 

My other choice is the stairs.

 

 

...

...

 

 

When I got close to the
stairs, I found no one guarding them. It smelled like a trap so I used my
ability and saw behind the door that divides the corridor with the stairs.
There, I found someone lying in wait.

 

 

Yeah, it was not going to be
that easy. Without my ability, I would've failed pretty much since the
beginning. Nevertheless, why is it only one person? Is that guy underestimating
me? Or is there another reason why there are not many people trying to catch
me?

 

 

Either way, this worked for
me.

 

 

Getting closer to the door, I
strengthened my body with Ki the best I could. It is lacking compared to my
usual boost in strength, but I should be able to move better with it than
without it.

 

 

As I stood in front of the
door, I tried knocking and slightly moving the door but the person on the other
side did not react.

 

 

How annoying.

 

 

Taking out a scalpel from the pouch,
I kicked the door open and threw it as fast as I could at the location of the
person.

 

 

As I expected, he was waiting
for me. Slightly dodging to one side, he avoided my attack, but I did not wait
until it happened to attack again, after I had thrown the first scalpel, I had
already taken another one with my other hand and I had thrown it at the guy.

 

 

He also avoided the second
one, but I kept throwing until the 5th one when he got hit.

 

 

However, I had to take cover
as he was able to cast magic even when he was evading and the hit did nothing
to stop him either.

 

 

Getting out of the stairs
zone, I used the walls as a cover. Just in time to avoid a wave of fire burning
the place I had been a few seconds ago.

 

 

Not daring to put my head in
danger by peering through the door, I used my ability. I was able to see
through the wall as the guy took the scalpel out before hesitating and getting
closer, perhaps to confirm if his attack managed to land on me or if I avoided
it.

 

 

Controlling my breath that had
become slightly erratic at the encounter just now, I patiently waited for the
guy. Making a quick calculation, I prepared to hit him, and just as he crossed
the door, I, with all the strength I had, hit his nether regions.

 

 

"GYAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

 

 

A loud shout followed my
actions; it even made me feel a bit of sympathy for the guy as a fellow man,
but desperate situations require desperate measures.

 

 

I then waited when he inclined
forward as a reflex, so I could hit right on the chin. However, it was not
enough to take care of him.

 

 

While he watched me
begrudgingly and hatefully, I tried to hit him while he took a few steps
backward in order to avoid me, but the way he was standing slight hunching
forward made it awkward for him to do so effectively. The proof of that was
that I connected a few punches all over his face. Nevertheless, he was a tough
one; he was preparing a magic circle to cast magic even after my continuous
punches. Perhaps they are too weak to really affect him, or he is just tough.
In that case-

 

 

Taking the last scalpel from
my pouch, I stabbed him right in the neck. The first stab only angered him, but
by the second and third stab, he began losing strength. Wobbly on his feet, he
glared at me hatefully one last time as the life little by little began to
leave his eyes.

 

 

For a moment I thought I saw
something leaving his body, but I could've been wrong.

 

 

Feeling slightly guilty again,
I bit my lips to regain my bearings. It was not time to think about this kind
of stuff, the noise surely will attract more people (devils) over.

 

 

Giving one last look at the
guy, I retrieved the scalpels I had thrown and started to descend the stairs,
my steps might've been a little heavier, or perhaps I was just getting tired.

 

 

Part 3

 

 

3rd Person POV

 

 

Having taken care of his
wounds already with the help of a vial of Phoenix Tears, Theodore was sitting
on his desk and his mood was terrible.

 

 

In front of him, there was a
subordinate that just reported the failure at capturing subject 10032.

 

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"So, you are saying that
not only you have failed to catch him, but there were also some casualties?
Subject 10032 is at Low-Class (High) at most, and while he does not have his
collar, he still has the restrains that stop him from using Ki. Without it, he
is just a small youkai. What's wrong with you, imb*ciles!? I clearly told you
to remain vigilant. I can accept it if he took you by surprise, but the b*stard
that was waiting for him. He has no excuse. To begin with, what was he doing
alone?" Theodore complained.

 

 

Swallowing the retorts he had
in mind as they would probably anger his superior more, the subordinate just
tried to explain on behalf of the dead guy.

 

 

"He was waiting for the
other person that was supposed to wait with him. Apparently, his pairing was
supposed to be Zeke, but he was found dead as well.” The subordinate explained.

 

 

"So the little b*stard is
out for blood huh. The report from the time he was captured said that he did
not kill despite his situation back then but it seems that we can't trust that
report at all." Theodore muttered as he pondered.

 

 

The subordinate that observed
him just felt bitter at his lack of reaction to the death of his own
subordinates. He was already aware of the personality of his superior but he at
least hoped that he treated the dead with some level of respect, although it
was absurd to expect that from a Naberius. Their innate magic is related to the
use of corpses after all.

 

 

"Send more people after
subject 10032. Don't let him wander around too much. We can't put all of our
force on him right now so get to it now. Don't forget, you must not act
alone." Theodore reminded.

 

 

As the subordinate left to
take care of the order he gave just now. Theodore was left thinking.

 

 

It was uncanny timing that the
patrols seemed to be focusing on the area of this facility. For extra
precaution, he had to send a good number of his people to reinforce the barrier
just in case. Although he is confident about it, he just can't help but doubt
that something bad might happen. The earlier surprise he got from subject 10032
was enough for the whole day. To be prepared, he will not blindly expect it to
be flawless.

 

 

Deciding to stay in his office
to wait for any news, Theodore wondered how much time this will take. The
wounds were no more, but if he closes his eyes, he can vividly remember each of
the stabs that subject 10032 gave him. It is not a pleasant feeling. He hated
to get involved in fights; he also loathed that stupid invention called 'Rating
games'. One of the reasons was that he is not as strong as more than ninety
percent of the participants, but above all, he just hates feeling pain. Having
to go through that bothersome event before, he just resented everyone who made
him enter the competition.

 

 

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Kuroka’s POV

 

 

The mood in the room was a
little restless today, Kuroka and Shirone were sitting on the floor of their
room since they had moved their beds to block the door just in case someone
wanted to come in. They were just gazing at the door in a complicated manner.

 

 

Kuroka felt like she should
try to lift the mood so she spoke.

 

 

"Let's play a game-nya! I
saw you playing with Nora-nya before; you stare at each other to compete in who
can last longer without blinking, right-nya?" Kuroka asked as she tried to
sound cheerful.

 

 

Her sister Shirone just turned
her head from staring at the door to stare at her. Thinking that Shirone was up
to the game, Kuroka leaned forward a little to focus but-

 

 

"No..." Shirone
replied as she turned her head back.

 

 

Her sister did not actually
want to play; she just took a while to answer, like it usually happened.

 

 

Smiling wryly, Kuroka was
feeling a little jealous of Nora for being able to play with her little sister
so easily.

 

 

Thinking about him again, she
could not help but worry. What he said is something she is not sure how he is
going to accomplish, but she is aware that there is no way that he is going to
have it easy.

 

 

Kuroka had some hope that he
might succeed, otherwise, she wouldn't have followed his words and stayed
inside the room with Shirone who did not really ask why they should do that.

 

 

A part of her wished that he
just walked through that door and just took her and her sister away from this
place. She... hated to be here. It made her sick with worry the thoughts of
what kind of experiment is being done on this facility daily, and what kind of
experiment they would put her through.

 

 

To be honest, she would gladly
go along with any kind of stuff they might do to her as long as Shirone is ok,
but... what if they try to do something like what they did to her to Shirone?
Kuroka might have to do something to protect her.

 

 

Nevertheless, Nora will be
probably doing that in her place. Even though she is supposed to be the older
one, that cheeky but kind Nora will-

 

 

Thinking about it, he never
really called her 'Onee-chan', maybe it is because she is not being reliable
enough.

 

 

Deciding to stop those
negative thoughts, Kuroka tried to think positively.

 

 

Over thinking won't get you
anywhere, but she does not believe that her thoughts are completely wrong. Nora
won't be able to do this alone. However, he had asked her to wait for him here,
if she tried to leave to help him and ended up causing him more trouble, she
wouldn't know what to do.

 

 

"Onee-sama, let's just
wait for him." Shirone suddenly said.

 

 

Surprised as she did not
expect Shirone to talk, Kuroka did not react at once. Thinking about the words
she just said-

 

 

"You know about what he
told me before-nya? We thought you were sleeping..." Kuroka muttered.

 

 

"I was awake, and I also
heard you two clearly. He, Nora, is trying to take us out of here. That is why
I did not say anything when we stayed here, I thought it was time."
Shirone explained, unusually speaking in long sentences.

 

 

Not being sure if she should
be surprised at Shirone speaking to her in long sentences or how she actually
heard them talking, Kuroka just blinked without saying a word.

 

 

"Since when did you start
staying awake when we talk-nya?" Kuroka managed to ask.

 

 

"Sometimes, it is...
amusing hearing you two talk." Shirone replied in a languid tone.

 

 

Her tone did not change, but
Kuroka could feel that she was saying the truth from the way her expression
softened a little.

 

 

"You are opening up to
him-nya. Are you interested in him?" Kuroka asked.

 

 

Taking the opportunity that
Shirone was being chatty, Kuroka decided to approach a topic that she was
meaning to ask since some time ago.

 

 

"That is not true!"
Shirone reacted somewhat strongly.

 

 

"It is nothing bad-nya. I
am happy that you are showing interest in other people-nya. Nora is a good kid,
so I am sure that you can become friends with him." Kuroka replied.

 

 

Noticing how Shirone, reacted
with more emotions than usual, Kuroka knew that the conversation will soon
touch the problem.

 

 

"He and I are not
friends..." Shirone muttered in a pout.

 

 

Smiling wryly at that
response, Kuroka decided to push for a bit more.

 

 

"You know... You can't
just keep saying that-nya if you try to keep your distance because of-."
Kuroka spoke before she was interrupted.

 

 

"No! Don't say anything
more, just don't.” Shirone said rather emotionally, her expression went from a
neutral one to a dejected one.

 

 

Thinking that perhaps she was
not able to approach the issue correctly, Kuroka decided to drop the subject
for now. Seeing that it wasn't the first time that she tried to speak about it,
Kuroka knew that it was better to stop now, although-

 

 

"Ok-nya, I won't say
anything more-nya, but I think you should consider my words-nya." Kuroka
concluded at last before she finally decided to not speak a word more.

 

 

It was Nora's actions that
pushed her to press on for a bit more today. She thinks that at some point,
they will have to speak about this more in detail. Maybe Shirone was not ready,
but if she does nothing about it then who knows when she will be.

 

 

As her big sister who worries
about her well-being, she will try to help her best she can.

 

 

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Theodore’s POV

 

 

"You lost him again!? How
can that be? Are imb*ciles taking this seriously or not?" Theodore angrily
yelled at his subordinate's report.

 

 

"Sir, he just avoids us.
Whenever we try to keep the stairs blocked, he would look for any of the other
ones that have a thinner defense. He would sometimes lure away the guards, and
other times he would just charge straight into the stairs, forcing his way
through before opening the door to another floor. Even if we try searching the
floor we never manage to catch him." The subordinate tried to explain himself.

 

 

Glaring furiously at his
subordinate, Theodore said.

 

 

"It still means that you
were not able to catch him. A failure is a failure. Just one kid is enough to
play around with you guys? This is why you can't trust other people with a job
you can do by yourself." Theodore muttered.

 

 

The subordinate found those
words unfair but he just remained silent in order to avoid anymore more
yelling. For someone who always likes to act composed, his superior sure had a
short-fuse when things did not go as he wanted.

 

 

"Tell everyone that we
should wait for him a few floors lower than what he was last seen. What floor
did you lose the last time?" Theodore asked as he was getting ready to
head out and join the search.

 

 

"That's... well..."
Unsure if he should answer that question, the subordinate just mumbled a few
words.

 

 

Annoyed at that display,
Theodore glared coldly at his subordinate.

 

 

"I don't have time for
your games, speak!" Theodore shouted.

 

 

"37th floor..." The
subordinate weakly replied.

 

 

Fearing his superior response,
the subordinate just closed his eyes fearfully.

 

 

"WHAAAT!? WHAT FLOOR?
WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GUYS DOING? WHY ARE YOU WASTING YOUR TIME HERE!? LET'S
GO!" Theodore yelled in the loudest tone he had done so far.

 

 

Begrudgingly cursing his
co-workers for sending him to report this time, the subordinate just left his
superior's office to regroup with his co-workers and give chase to subject
10032 again.

 

 

Part 4

MC’s POV

 

 

Urgh.

 

 

*pant* *pant*

 

 

I finally... arrived at the damned
37th floor.

 

 

I managed to get through all
those guys guarding the stairs after a lot of trouble. It took me a great
effort to do so. My body is riddled with scratches that I would get when they
tried to grab me but failed to do, burns and cuts that were caused by magic
spells, there are also a few hits I took here and there.

 

 

There was nothing I can do
about it. The luck I had at the beginning was short-lived, those guys started
to move with more people. I had to avoid them in most cases, which I was able
to do so thanks to my ability. Being able to observe their locations and
movements without them seeing me is one of the things that allowed me to get
this far.

 

 

Although, recklessly charging
into them sometimes to just run straight down the stairs and avoid fighting had
something to do with it as well. It is practically the reason that I am covered
in wounds so I can't praise my actions as the best. Nonetheless, it was either
that or to fight right there and risk getting caught.

 

 

My poor pouch became lighter
than before, I was down to three scalpels, and from the other medical supplies
that I had saved; I was down to some bottles of alcohol. Truly a shame, I had
some nocive acids and other narcotics inside, but I had to use them to help me
escape.

 

 

Oh well, I took them with that
thought in mind so they certainly did their job. I wish I had more though.

 

 

Now then, this was it.

 

 

On this floor, I will be able
to get rid of these hateful restraints.

 

 

...

...

 

 

What I believe that is called
'Control room', it’s literally at the center of the floor. There are a good
number of guards making rounds all over. They are not in pairs either, but
groups of four at least.

 

 

It is not usually like this or
so I had observed.

 

 

Not sure what the best way to
go is, but I can't take my time to observe them until I find it either. I will
have to go and act depending on the situation.

 

 

Oh? Nothing particularly
changed though.

 

 

...

...

 

 

Sneaking here and there, I was
able to avoid a few guards, but those were only the ones farther from the
control room, and they were scattered. Compared to the closer you get to the
center of the floor where they are more packed, this was not much. The whole
layout of this floor makes it impossible to head straight to the center
following one way, although thank to that is why I have been able to avoid
trouble until now.

 

 

From here on, I have to pay
attention not only to the front but also to my back as well.

 

 

If they manage to corner me,
the odds are against me getting out of that. Even though they are not trying to
'kill' me for some reason, I can’t just expect that it will go well.

 

 

Even the mightiest hero can be
killed if they are hurt in a bad place, that leaves much to think since I am
just some weak youkai trapped in a facility full of enemies.

 

 

...

...

 

 

It was time.

 

 

I was not found out yet, but
it will happen in just a few seconds. To lay in wait or to attack, attacking
was the best I can do. I need to take the initiative here. Standing my ground
is useless since I can't wait for them to surround me.

 

 

 

 

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3rd Person POV

 

 

Sticking close to the corner
of a wall, Nora waited for the best timing to attack the approaching enemies.
There were five people (devils) walking through the corridor, and they were
about to arrive at the corner where Nora was.

 

 

Taking out a few things from
the pouch, Nora took a deep breath to calm down and concentrate.

 

 

Seven meters, six meters, the
distance between them was rapidly shrinking.

 

 

When just two meters were
separating them, Nora quickly dashed out of his hiding spot. With a bottle of
alcohol in one hand and a scalpel in another, he threw the bottle at the
ceiling, breaking after the collision, the content was spilled all over the
five devils.

 

 

"Aaaargh, my eyes! It's
in my eyes!"

 

 

"Ahhh! Be careful, it's
the kid."

 

 

"Urgh, Cell and Zest, you
two cover the rest of us while we recover."

 

 

Only the closest to him
reacted and directed their sight to what was thrown, blinding their eyes upon
the alcohol making contact with them, three devils were affected. The two in
front were the most affected, and one in the middle, probably the leader of the
group as he was giving orders, was not completely blinded and he was able to
swiftly react and give orders.

 

 

The devils named Cell and Zest
moved to take a position where they could cover the others as they were
ordered. While that happened, Nora did not stop moving to stare at them; he
instead shortened their distance with his body reinforced with Ki as it granted
him better specs.

 

 

With one hand free, he took
the two other scalpels he had left from the pouch and threw both of them at one
of the blinded devils. The attack hit its mark, although there were no fatal
wounds. One was lodged on his chest, and the other on his stomach.

 

 

Cursing, as his aim was a bit
off since he wanted to hit the neck, Nora, who did not stop getting closer,
jumped at the injured man. Being careful to actually hit the mark and not miss,
Nora kicked the scalpel that was sticking in the chest of the devil, puncturing
his lung, as the attack before was not enough to pierce through the chest
completely.

 

 

"Ahhhhh."

 

 

The devil screamed in pain as
the scalpel sunk in his flesh.

 

 

Nora without wasting his time,
grabbed the man from his uniform with his free hand, and used his feet still on
the man's chest as a foothold to keep his equilibrium, and stabbed the man in
the throat. Using his knowledge from his studies in medicine, he swiftly
stabbed his main artery, before he had to jump off backward as the other two
devils were finally near him.

 

 

Seeing that his body was
filled with adrenaline, Nora was in a heightened state. His senses were sharper
than before. Many thoughts coursed through his head but the time barely moved
forward.

 

 

Watching as one of the two
devils that came forward stopped in place to aid his fallen comrade, Nora had
an idea.

 

 

Deciding his next action, he
charged straight at the other devil who was preparing to cast magic and ran
past him. The devil was surprised since he expected to be attacked, but since
no harm came to him his magic was not stopped. Changing his aim from the front
to Nora's new location, a stream of water was shot at Nora who avoided the
attack since he was ready for it.

 

 

The stream of water failed to
hit Nora, but it hit the comrades of the devil who were behind him, comrades
that were sent flying.

 

 

"What are you
doiiiiing!"

 

 

"B********staaaaard!"

 

 

"Stop it!!!"

 

 

Hastily halting the magic, the
devil was flustered at that result. His magic hit his comrades sending them
away. He planned to do that to that child seeing that there were orders to keep
him alive, so he did not want to use a more destructive spell. Thankfully he
used a non-lethal one; otherwise, he could've killed his comrades.

 

 

Just after evading, Nora did
not stop to watch the result of the attack; he used the change where the devil
was distracted to throw his last scalpel at the distracted devil. Even when he
aimed at the neck again, it got stuck in the eye instead.

 

 

"Arh! You
little!!!!!"

 

 

Shout from rage and pain, the
devil covered his eye with one hand, and with the other one, he pointed at Nora
to cast another spell.

 

 

As Nora felt the temperature
around him lowering, he had a bad feeling so jumped at the wall and used it as
a foothold to reach the devil.

 

 

Having unknowingly avoided the
floor freezing, Nora just focused on his enemy. Jumping from the wall to the
man, Nora did not manage to hit him as he dodged the attack. His feet landed on
the other's side of the wall again without stopping for a moment, mid-air as
the devil tried to dodge him again Nora twisted his body to try to reach the
guy, but he still failed.

 

 

*Tsk*

 

 

Clicking his tongue at his
double failure in a row, Nora took a moment to observe his surroundings. He was
close to the control room. The noise from the fight probably had attracted
nearby guards. It was already lucky that no one had interfered so far so after
pondering for barely one second, Nora left the scene.

 

 

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MC’s POV

 

 

The fight just now went well
at the beginning, although I was only able to severely hurt two of them, and I
had even used all of my scalpels. The only good thing is that I was not hurt
one bit there.

 

 

Not sure how things will go
next though.

 

 

...

...

 

 

Moving through the corridors I
wondered one thing. How can I make it out of here even after taking these
restraints off?

 

 

My strength will certainly go
up, but that does not mean I will get the power to crush any kind of enemy. It
will hardly matter if they use sheer numerical advantage on me, that is without
counting on the skilled people (devils) that might be sent after me.

 

 

It was a tricky issue but
maybe there is something I could do to avoid a fight where a large number of
enemies swarm at me. It will pretty much depend on the fact that I can pull off
a certain thing that I just thought of.

 

 

...

...

…

 

 

After just a few minutes from
my last fight, I found another group of devils that I could not avoid, just a
few meters from the entrance to the control room. It was a smaller group, with
four members instead of the five from before. Unfortunately, I did not have the
opportunity to perform an ambush.

 

 

Compared to the last group,
some of them carry what looked like a self-defense stick or something like
that. I wouldn't be surprised if those things could transform into some sort of
sword or maybe a gun. It's a world full of myths after all.

 

 

Warily watching me, they opted
to divide into two pairs. A pair carrying those sticks came closer to me but
remained at some distance after they walked a few steps. Moving each diagonally
from me, they seemed to want to surround me.

 

 

As they observed me, I did the
same. To be honest, I was more worried about the two at the back more than the
ones at the front. They were not making any particular movements; however, I
doubted that they would just stay quiet like they are now the whole time.

 

 

Taking a bottle of alcohol
out, I did not throw it. They probably won't react the same way as the others
since they are keeping my moves in check, but I could use it for more than the
small trick from before.

 

 

There was complete silence,
taking a step forward as I reinforced my body with Ki the best I could, I just
threw my body in the direction of one of the guys carrying the sticks. His
first reaction to my movements was swinging that stick horizontally at me, to
which I responded by swinging my bottle too. Taking care of covering my eyes in
the process I stopped before getting too close, just at the distance where the
stick and bottle would reach each other.

 

 

The result was obvious; glass
fragments were sent flying everywhere, along with the content of the bottle,
and the alcohol was sprayed over the people close to the impact zone.

 

 

Since I covered my eyes, I had
no problems. However, the other guy was not lucky as me seeing that he was not
able to cover himself in time. I did not waste the opportunity I saw. In my
hand remained part of the shattered bottle, so I used that to cut the guy in
the hand.

 

 

"Ahhhhh, that hurts! They
said he wouldn't have more of those!"

 

 

"Stop whining, they said
'probably'. Get back here."

 

 

Such an exchange could be
heard, but I did not pay it any mind. I had to move swiftly in order to
actually cut the guy. Instead of cutting him, I ended sticking the bottle on
his wrist, making him drop the stick. Although I was not able to follow the
idea that I had in mind, my aim was the stick all along so everything worked
out well.

 

 

Not forgetting to grab the
stick, I had to immediately dodge to one side twisting my body since another
stick came swinging at me vertically. It was a really close call because I
watched the stick pass awfully close to my face.

 

 

Jumping backward to take some
distance, I took another look at my surroundings, only to have to throw my body
down to the floor to avoid a flash of lightning coming at me.

 

 

"Take this chance to
strike him while he is down."

 

 

Rolling on the floor to avoid
another flash of lighting, I used the impulse of the roll to get up quickly. As
I gripped the stick, I prepared for any incoming attack, but I was surprised to
find the stick gave out sparks when I tightened my grip.

 

 

Nice.

 

 

Although that meant the one
that other guy probably can do the same, mentally telling myself to avoid a
direct hit at all cost, I shortly pondered about what to do. Nonetheless,
considering my options, I put my focus on taking down the weakest link.

 

 

However, using the time I
spent evading, that guy had increased the distance between us with the help of
one of his comrades.

 

 

Not giving up, I was not going
to let this opportunity go.

 

 

I found it a bit scary to get
close to the guy who carries the stick as the electricity that it had could
numb me for enough time for them to catch me, or just plainly knock me out.
Nevertheless, I still charged at the guy, taking care of having him stand in
the middle of the two magic users and me.

 

 

"Hey, move it. We can't
attack him with you in the middle!"

 

 

There is something I noticed
before as they both swung their sticks, these guys suck. Probably lacking
practice with it, or just being plainly terrible at it. They swing leaving many
openings as they use long movements.

 

 

That was something, that I
could use.

 

 

Getting closer, I saw the guy
swing the stick horizontally. Due to my smaller height, he used a lower than
normal attack pattern. Which I exploited by leaping and connecting a swing of
mine aimed at his neck, whereupon contact I gripped tighter the stick letting
out the electric charge onto his bare neck.

 

 

"HahAhhaehheeeH."

 

 

A bunch of nonsense came from
the mouth of that guy, which I didn't understand, although what I did
understand is that if he was still able to make sounds like that, then he was
still holding out so I kept pressing until I saw his eyes roll back.

 

 

That was one down.

 

 

As he fell forward, I thought
of evading but that would put me on the way of those other guys' spells. So I
took the guy as a shield and ran that way in the direction that those two were.

 

 

"What a nasty kid, he is
using John as a meat shield."

 

 

"We are supposed to be
the devils, but he is on another level. I had even felt pity for him."

 

 

Hey, if you truly felt that
way then just leave me alone. I don't have that many choices here.

 

 

Doing my best to ignore those
comments, I put more strength in my grip and when I got closer, I threw the guy
in their direction.

 

 

Watching the two got caught up
with that, wait, the two? Where was the other one?

 

 

The answer to that came from a
kick that connected with my side at full power that sent me flying until I
crashed straight into the wall, then I fell to the floor.

 

 

The pain assaulted me but
above all, I was out of the air and had problems catching my breath.

 

 

*cough* *cough*

 

 

Trying to stand up I noticed
that I had unknowingly dropped the stick.

 

 

"You sure caused us
problems..."

 

 

I could hear the guy saying
something but I was not paying attention to that. The kick did really a good
one on me, if it hadn't been for the reinforcing effect in my body; the impact
would've been enough to put me out. They do not look like it, but they are
rather strong.

 

 

Half kneeling on the floor, I
was barely able to raise my head before I felt a hand gripping my hair and then
slamming me against the wall.

 

 

Instantly, my vision was
shaken. I could feel a damp feeling on my back.

 

 

Was that blood?

 

 

Damn it.

 

 

"Don't you know it is
rude to not say anything when others speak?"

 

 

The guy who had me pressed me against
the wall by my hair said.

 

 

My thoughts were not in the
words he said but-

 

 

Thinking about how this was a
major screw-up on my part. What could I do? I got no weapons, only my hands,
hands huh. They won't be able to harm him, however, what if-

 

 

Cutting the full reinforcement
I had on my body, I focused all my Ki into my left hand. I started imagining
the shape, the basic of the basic, an extension of my fingers, slightly longer
and much slimmer.

 

 

What do cats have?

 

 

The answer is claws.

 

 

"Hey, stop ignoring me. I
sa-ARRRRRRGH!"

 

 

As he kept talking to me he
did not see when my new clawed hand made five cut wounds on his arm.

 

 

Screaming from the pain, he
released me.

 

 

I was disoriented but I knew
that it was not time to rest so I immediately swung my arm at his guts, then at
his legs. I kept doing it because I understood that they were shallow wounds.
This is still an improvised technique so the damage is lesser than intended.

 

 

Blood was inevitably spilled
from my attacks, and at some point, I stopped hearing him scream. Stopping my
actions to see what happened, I found him fainted.

 

 

*cough* *cough* *cough*

 

 

Still having difficulties
breathing, I turned to the remaining two.

 

 

"You two are
next..," I tried to sound intimidating but my voice was barely audible.

 

 

One of them did get scared a
little as he took a step back but realizing that they still had the advantage
he gulped and took a step forward.

 

 

Really, just go.

 

 

Internally complaining I began
to walk in their direction while removing my claw made of Ki and reinforcing my
whole body again. After all, I was able to keep with their movements thanks to
it. However, I came to a stop when I saw that I had the door to the control
room just beside me.

 

 

Moving hand to my waist, I
found the pouch still there. Sighing in relief I took out the card moved it in
front of the card reader. After a simple beep, the door opened.

 

 

I had no time to marvel at the
interior of the room because an attack came flying my way again so I just
evaded by leaping forward, finally arriving at my objective.

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