"She didn't show me any magic if that's what you're waiting for." Vincent's voice crackled over the radio as he walked through the courtyard. "In fact, I found out very little about the Ifrit. When I get a chance I'll talk to exotic ballistics about something that might be effective against him, but for now, the tactic is literally just 'kill all his guys at once'. Astounding, right?"

He picked up his pace and began to run as he got word of a strong enemy nearby. "Worse news, through. Ciel, I need you to do me a personal favor. If what that girl told me is true, there's been an info leak. That monster got a hold of my personal files, and you know I don't legally exist. Try and pull up a list of whoever has access to my data and cross reference it with everyone who isn't in mission control with you. If she's right, you'll find a trail to someplace called Yotsuba corporation or something. And this goes without saying, but for fuck's sake, don't get caught looking into this. Anyone stealing info on super soldiers can't be up to anything good; they won't hesitate putting you in a hole."

Vincent stopped, in time to see a crate parachuting down in front of him. His care package. Prying it open with his hands, he retrieved a set of basic weapons, an M240L machine gun, a S&W 500, and a specialized bowie knife with a taser system built into the spine of the blade. Granted, if the enemy was half as strong as Ciel suggested, it would necessitate the use of more specialized weapons from the drop system, but it was best to call in a specific one as situation demanded. Besides, this way he could keep it a surprise.

The executioner donned his mask, and quickly dashed to the destination.