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[b][u]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Sixth Floor: Restaurant[/u][/b]

Amidst the settling dust and debris, Neil’s icy eyes shot open, his glare shooting down through the length of the restaurant and focused at the individual at the other end of the room who had just hit him. A man dressed in an impossibly bizarre and gaudy red and white costume with black jacket, his face obscured behind a strange helmet, smoke and flickering embers pouring off him. He crouched besides Selan, before standing up to protect her, thrusting his finger out towards him as though challenging him. 

What the fuck was this? Who was this man?

“Nobody touches Selan!” He shouted. Neil’s hands searched the wall behind him, helping to heft him back up to standing again, his frozen gaze never leaving this ridiculous foe. 

“Tell me where my sisters are!!”

Sisters? Was he supposed to know what that meant? No, he hadn’t kidnapped some little pink and yellow rangers to sell to some oafish noble. Did he mean some of the girls in the truck below were his sisters? How in the world would he be able to figure something like- no, no he doubted it and it didn’t really matter. It was some lunatic in a superhero outfit. The guy was probably high on something. There couldn’t be any other explanation for parading in an ensemble like that and assaulting Dumont’s mansion. Maybe his sisters had gone missing from an earlier job Neil pulled, but even then he doubted it and didn’t much care. All he knew was that this fool had the audacity to attack him, and try to defend her. Normally he wouldn’t be interested in fighting, but no way would he let that slide. And no way was he going to leave the Grande Diamond empty handed. 

“You… are a dead man.” Neil bent down, dusting his jacket down. He took his gaze away from him for just a second, and then-

Neil had to bent his head down, low enough to avoid the punch that sailed overhead and struck the wall behind him. Cracks rippled out from the point of impact, and Neil dodged with a short sidestep to focus his attentions on Crimson Justice again. He really was a madman, asking for death. 

The superhero pulled his hand out and kept up the assault. He was mad, burning mad. To think that this man might have been the one to kidnap Estelle and Josette. To have been doing the same to, and hurting Selan! His blood boiled and burned!

Fist after fist swung out in the air as a flurry, with Neil’s own fists rising in the air to counter and block each attack, his footsteps continuing to push him backwards again and again as Crimson Justice struck forth. Neil darted to the side again, in-between two of the restaurant tables, lifting it up with little effort and throwing it towards the superhero. The table shattered into several pieces as Crimson Justice’s body burst forth with another smoking kick, to land where Neil had once been, but was no longer there. 

He heard his voice again from the far side of the room. His and Selan’s heads turned, to see him reaching down for another piece of food from a left behind plate. 

“What the hell do you think you are?” Neil asked, snatching meat from bone and chewing, then swallowing. “Dressed like that… is this supposed to be some of game? You think you’re a hero?”

Crimson Justice turned his body to the side, raising his fists up. He wouldn’t let this man dare hurt Selan ever again!!

“I’m putting an end to you,” Behind the mask, the man’s eyes moved across the visor, to look towards Selan, praying she was alright. And then, the image of red and blue haired girls, his sisters, Estelle and Josette, appeared in his mind. The air felt heavier around him. “Now tell me where my sisters are!!”

Neil threw the bone to the floor, his other hand grabbing a glass of wine and downing it, equally throwing it to the floor with a smash. 

“Fine. You want to die? Try it.”

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