'Let me show you what the people from the real world are like. You poor fool."
To his left, Effie used the enviable length of her shapely, runway-worthy legs to push-kick one of the assailants in the chest before his knife could get anywhere near her. Things like weight and reach were much more important in fights between mundane people, where soul essence did not serve as the great equalizer — so, her height gave her an advantage.
Even without essence, Effie's strength seemed almost monstrous. Her blow was powerful enough to send the man flying back and crashing heavily into the
asphalt, as if he had been kicked by a horse. He rolled over his shoulder, folded awkwardly, and remained laying there in a groaning heap.
Sunny smiled wickedly.
'You should have never messed with us, bastard.'
But then, his expression fell.
'Wait…'
Seven… why were there seven assailants?
Each of the two adversary vehicles had all its doors open, four per PTV. Which meant that… which meant that…
There were supposed to be eight of them!
Cursing, he spun around and saw a dark shape leaning to thrust a blade through the window on the passenger side of the overturned PTV. Where Mordret was entangled in a seat belt, still unconscious.
'Crap!'
Sunny threw his battered body forward, knowing full well that he would never be able to circle the car in time.
But then…
There was a loud crack, and the falling torrents of rain were illuminated for a split second by a bright flash.
The back of the eighth assailant's head evaporated into a bloody mist.
Time seemed to slow down.
Saint's disheveled form revealed itself from behind the mangled PTV. Her hair was a wet mess, and there were oily stains on her coat, but other than that, she seemed mostly fine.
As the assailant's body fell to the ground, Saint looked down, at the smoking revolver in her hand. There was a distant expression on her beautiful face…
But only for a moment.
'Wha…'
Then, Saint's expression settled into a mask of aloof indifference, and she moved her hand in Sunny's direction.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It only took her a couple of seconds to discharge the five remaining bullets,hitting the five remaining assailants with eerie precision.
Each hit was a flawless headshot.
...Sunny flinched belatedly.