[color=00a99d]”Retrieve her…?[/color] Tsukihi pondered. What reasons could this man have for kidnapping her boss? Was this guy from a rival gang looking to become the new top dog in New York? The different scenarios that played out in her mind made her blood boil.

Tsukihi shook her head. [color=00a99d]”Ah won’t let that happen!”[/color] She yelled. Tsukihi conjured up her enchanted gladius from her mana inventory. The gladius was about three feet long altogether, with runic carvings on the blade and a slight mana glow. She then activated her runic tattoo (a small bracelet-like tattoo with runes in the style of barbed wire), which created a transparent mana buckler shield. She was about to charge the man when she heard a loud yelp from above, and looked up.

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Raiya had been watching and listening to everything. As soon as the man revealed his name, Raiya decided it was time to grace him with her presence. She stood up drunkenly, and attempted to put on her leather jacket. Her numb fingers couldn’t figure out quite how to get the coat on. One sleeve was inside out, and she kept pressing her hand into it as hard as she could until it unraveled the right way. The sudden loss in tension made her lose her balance. And she tumbled over the guardrail of the vip skybox, falling down to the ring below. She tumbled through the air, and for a moment it almost looked like a tragedy was to take place. Until at the last second, just before hitting the ground, Raiya flipped rightside up, landing on her feet. Tsukihi let out a gasp, but didn't say anything. She just relaxed from her battle stance and let Raiya take the lead. The fall sobered Raiya up a bit, enough to make her speech seem normal.

[color=ec008c]”Nemo the Devourer. If that is truly who you are...[/color] Raiya flipped a lock of hair out of her right eye. [color=ec008c]”Truth be told, I am having a bit of trouble believing that is indeed who you are. My late brother captured you himself a little more than a decade ago[/color] Raiya smirked connivingly. 

[color=ec008c]”Although, regardless of who you really are, you did beat my Dealer’s Choice.[/color] Raiya pointed to the unconscious shirtless man laying on his belly next to them. [color=ec008c]”And poor Johnny took quite the hit, he might never recover.[/color] Raiya squinted her eyes. [color=ec008c]”What do you need me for? You said you were here to retrieve me. I have never met you before. So what do you need me for?”[/color] She asked.

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Feelix stood face to face with a middle aged man who seemed to tower over him. Felix considered himself pretty tall, but this man was almost a giant. His bald head had an odd tattoo in the center of it. More importantly, though, this man seemed to know who he was which astonished Felix even more than his size. How did he know who he was? This man could be using manalysis, but an aura doesn’t indicate where a person is from. More importantly, Felix always kept his mana-wave signature suppressed. If a manalysis user was particularly exceptional at manalysis, he could see a small mana-wave signature from someone who suppressed it if they were within direct proximity of them. But, even that wouldn’t be enough to tell where a person is from. [i]very odd indeed... [/i] Felix thought to himself.

“Funny you should mention it. My status as an, “altar boy”, as you called me, has been changed from altar boy to apostate. If I could just have a moment of your time, I think you’ll find what I have to tell you particularly interesting. Don’t worry, I am not here to solicit my religion to you. What I have to tell you is a matter of utmost urgency.” Felix explained.