319 318: Gambare Gambare
In the heart of an industrial district in the Inner Area of the City of Sin, an abandoned warehouse loomed, a relic of forgotten commerce. Inside its cavernous expanse, silence reigned with an almost tangible weight, suffocating any hint of sound. The air hung heavy, thick with dust motes caught in muted shafts of light that struggled to penetrate the high windows, casting elongated shadows across the desolate floor.
Numerous figures stood scattered amidst the vastness, their stillness eerie amidst the warehouse's emptiness. Most, bore an expression etched with shock, their faces frozen in disbelief, eyes wide and unblinking as if trapped in an unending moment of horror.
The usual symphony of abandoned spaces—the creak of rusted beams, the scurry of vermin, the whisper of wind through broken windows—was absent, replaced by an unsettling absence of sound. Even the very walls seemed to hold their breath, bearing witness to the collective astonishment that had robbed the place of its usual eerie hum.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"I don't think I've laughed this much in decades!! Hahahahahaha!!!"
In the eerie stillness of the abandoned warehouse, a sudden eruption shattered the suffocating silence. Laughter, harsh and bitter, tore through the heavy air, clawing at the stunned atmosphere like an unwelcome intrusion.
Among the numerous figures frozen in disbelief, one—previously caught in the grip of shock—now convulsed with laughter. Their face contorted, a mask of incredulity and scorn, as the mocking guffaws spilled forth, disrupting the haunting quietude.
It wasn't the laughter of mirth or joy; it was a sinister symphony, laden with disbelief and dripping with disdain. Each derisive chuckle reverberated off the decrepit walls, bouncing off the dusty rafters and amplifying the unease that hung heavy in the air.
"Yo! Dante! They say you're the weakest man! Your strength is only comparable to that of a tier 2! Are you sure you're a tier 4?!"
"Hahahahahahahaha!!!!"
The skinny looking male whose disdain towards Corey and the rest was not hidden, mockingly laughed as he slapped the shoulder of the male with a red sword at his waist.
The male, Dante, did not give a response, but one could see his expression change to that of displeasure.
"This is the first time I'll be seeing this. A tier 2 looking down on five tier 4s while commanding multiple tier 3s and tier 4s at the same time."
The female with the earrings spoke with her arms folded. Her tone contained a tinge of disbelief, intrigue and displeasure as she observed Corey from head to toe.
"I know right Aria! The tier 2 is the most talented clown I've ever seen!"
The skinny male laughed once again, and Aria, the female with earrings chuckled softly when she heard the skinny male's voice.
Although it wasn't funny, she couldn't help but agree with him.
"Enough Kane."
Zephyr's deep voice echoed in the abandoned warehouse and Kane laughter subsided.
Zephyr had his arms crossed and his gaze fixated on Corey. It was clear to all that he was extremely displeased by Corey's words.
"I thought you were special. But I didn't know your specialty was clowning."
Zephyr said with disdain, and Corey raised his brows.
"I know a clown stronger than the four of you combined."
Corey said and the expressions of Zephyr and the rest changed.
They knew who Corey was talking about. They didn't need to be told.
"You-"
WHOOSH!
Just as Zephyr was about to speak, the winds stirred and the warehouse shook. A bloody aura filled with immense killing intent instantly filled up the warehouse, and the expressions of everyone except Corey changed.
All eyes landed on Rosa who stood with her head hung low and her red hair covering her face. The air around changed to a bloody red color and with an extremely calm tone that shook the hearts of the five tier 4s, she spoke without raising her head.
"Are you ready to die?"
The question, although, might seem like it was directed towards all five tier 4s. Corey knew, and one other individual knew who the question was actually meant for.
And the other person that knew sensed an imminent danger, and she quickly placed her bow and fired an arrow conjured purely out of fire.
WHOOSH!
The temperature of the air increased as the fire arrow moved at a speed faster than the blink of an average mortal eye.
Corey's lips twitched as he observed the fire arrow coming towards Rosa with lethal intent.
Although it was not aimed at him, Corey knew he would definitely suffer if he stayed near Rosa. So, he did the next best thing, he teleported to a distant corner in the warehouse and he deployed all the best defensive techniques he had.
Dante and Zephyr looked at Corey and a shocked light flashed in her eyes when they saw Corey teleport.
Rosa whose mind was filled with controlled rage did not care about the disappearance of Corey. The only thing in her mind was Lilith.
She grabbed her blood red double-handed axe and raised it. A bloody red glow filled the edge of the axe's blade and with a shout filled with rage, she hacked down on the fiery arrow.
Bam!
BOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
WHOOOSHHHHH!!!!!
An explosion so loud, a wind so hot and violent, and a shockwave so powerful rampaged the abandoned warehouse, destroying its roof and tearing down its walls.
The ground broke apart and rubbles of various sizes flung in random directions.
"Fuck!"
"Are you trying to kill us all you crazy woman?!"
Curses escaped the lips of every single individual, with Fatty Black Bonez voice sounding much louder than the rest.
Dust and smoke filled the entire air of the destroyed abandoned warehouse, partially blocking the vision of most individuals in the destroyed building.
A second later, a blood red light flashed in the obscure environment and what later followed was a loud sound of an object slamming into a hard surface.
BOOM!!
Another powerful shockwave shook the remains of the abandoned warehouse, partially clearing the dust and smoke in the air.
Corey looked at the eastern part of the warehouse, and there he could see a bloodied Lilith whose left hand was visibly limp, struggling to get up.
Her breathing was erratic and her gaze was hazy. The sound of soft footsteps resounded in her ears and she looked up, only to see a red haired and red eyed female demon with a blood red axe that could chop down anything before it's edge.
"Gambare Gambare bitch. I'm not even warmed up."
Rosa said while twisting her neck to the side with a tone and an expression of extreme apathy.
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