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The moment he came out the gateway, Nico’s confident steps rapidly became more urgent, before turning into a full blown sprint. The mercenary would never raise his voice to admit it, but using the Snake’s shadow as a safe place to acclimate to his enhanced senses was a smart thing. Everything was that much clearer, the world around him sharpening into focus without the usual dizziness and migraines. 

He chose to keep Helios Rod’s edge as a normal blade rather than its superheated state. Two fresh Arms Masters weren’t exactly worth the smell of burnt flesh, especially when gruesome killing could be avoided. Even if he was a soldier, the quicker he got the job done, the sooner it could leave his conscience, and the sooner he could find a moment to compose himself.

At seeing the prison guard Arms Masters using their weapons, he immediately shifted his focus to the bomber and Myron. At seeing the state Myron was in, Nico came to a few conclusions. The first: he couldn’t be killed by the bomb itself, considering the state of Myron’s clothing and gun despite the greaser being perfectly fine. The second: he was not dodging a [i]bomb[/i]. So, a plan rapidly formed as he got within a few meters.

[color=AntiqueWhite][i]Feint, let him throw, vanish, and counter. Easy enough.[/i][/color] As he got closer and closer, he tapped his sword against the ground to mark a place to return to with his Vanishing Step. And with a grunt of effort, he closed the distance with a long stride, attempting to stab Han Rui in the face. If it worked, excellent. If not, vanish and retry with the element of surprise.