"[color=a2d39c][b][i]Grk![/i][/b][/color]"
	The struggling of the green-suited divers came to a halt as their goggles and snorkels clattered from the blows Kana delivered against their heads. Almost the same moment, she would feel the familiar sensation of her EP reserves replenishing. Kira, on the other hand, would have a sensation like her eyes being dry, but spreading over her body- a sign that her own EP was running a bit low.
[hr][code]Kira- Combo: 1, EP Usage: Moderate*[/code]
[code]Kana- Combo: 4, EP Usage: OK[/code][hr]
	The hall was mostly clear, as marked by the lack of reaction to the sound caused by the unceremonious gravitational plopping of the door back to its former position, held but contorted away from its proper resting position. Most of the clamor and footsteps had moved to lower decks, although the top deck still seemed rather crowded, as passengers were being funneled up and out from their cabins. The only pockets at hip level on the wetsuits were very small and extremely elastic. Each pocket was empty, and only about two inches wide, and around half as much more deep. Three of the divers had straps across their chest, with broad utility knives in hard plastic sheaths fixed tight to them- the kind one could easily see being used to cut ropes and other sub-marine snares. The others had had their harpoon launchers tossed away in the fight.

	The faint sound of he engine revving up ebbed from below decks, followed by the sudden lurch as the boat picked up speed. The resulting motion knocked the girl left in her cabin off her feet. She toppled over, hitting against the door, and bringing her luggage with her. Though on the ground, she listened carefully, shocked still. There was no way that sound hadn't been heard out in the hall. She held her breath without realizing it. Her fists balled up, hoping beyond hope that whoever was rounding up Adepts wouldn't still be there, wouldn't find her. Her jaw clenched tight as she waited for what felt dreadfully inevitable.