After the battle, Or, rather, scuffle with the slayer wielding Ramiel. Something which served as a bit of a wake up call to the girl known as Junko Miyamoto. If what took place beforehand was any indicator, it looked like they gained some reason to be able to enter combat with them. While she wasn’t concerned about herself, she didn’t believe she was in that much danger, it was a different story for those around her. It was this reason that she walked away from Koyama’s home, with a bag slung over her shoulder.

“While this isn’t my preferred idea, i’d rather not get Koyama-san, or everyone from school dragged into this… With the holy order running around, and now those demons, I can’t risk it… Who knows how far they’ll try to take this? I doubt they’d do something nearly as drastic as the Kaemerge...but there’s always a chance. 3 days might have been too long in the first place.”

She continued to make her way through the street, her goal being to approach the maglev station, the one that would lead her to shima. In her mind, that was her best bet, she sure as hell wasn’t going back to those people. At first, her walk was casual. At the least, until she felt a strange feeling run through her body.

“Something isn’t right here…”

Her eyes darted around, to her left, right, behind, and even Above her. Regardless, she saw nothing. Above her, the very same ones she sensed, hid behind the entrance to a roof nearby. All of them clothed in the same white cloaks as the one who wielded Ramiel. Though they observed her, they did not take action. Opting to keep out of sight, for now, at the least. Elsewhere, the tides walked down the streets of Shima. Kazimir walked with his hands clasped behind his head, looking up into the sky.

“Looks like we got another enemy on our hands… Somehow, I doubt that guy we fought was their strongest.”

Arctaius glanced at him.

“If he was, why would miyamoto have told us about it? He wasn’t even near any members of the imperial guard…”

Alarick sighed.

“It’s troublesome, but for now, We’ll just have to try what they're doing… We’ll do some espionage work, see what we’re dealing with. As for the demons…”

Zhao stayed silent throughout the chatter that continued around him, as the skin on his forehead began to part, and part of his third eye’s black pupil became visible.

“That’s something for another time. For now, at least, they aren’t doing anything.”

Kazimir looked over his shoulder at the monk, before his arms went back to his side.

“Yeah, Guess you’re right.. So what now?”

Arctaius put his hand on his chin.

“Go home, i guess? There really isn’t much else for us to do here…”

Alarick nodded in agreement.

“Alright.”

However, as Zhao’s eye opened entirely, he frowned. As they prepared to break off into different paths, Zhao took the initiative, swiftly stepping in front of them, holding his hand up. And, as such, they stopped.

“Hold on, not just yet… My future sight is telling me something.”

Arctaius raised an eyebrow.

“And what might that be?”

Zhao put his hand down as he grasped the hilt of his dao.

“Soon enough, more members of the holy order are going to appear to go after miyamoto… We may want to check that out.”

Alarick cracked his knuckles.

“Well, guess we aren’t going home, yet at least.”

With this, the tides leaped, scaling a building and landing onto its roof, before they began jumping between the rooftops, toward Miyamoto, or, at the least, where they thought she was. As for the woman herself, she’d begun to move faster, as did her gaze. She wasn’t going to be caught off guard, if she had anything to say about it.

“Violet Devil is in our sights… We know what our orders were, so let’s get moving!”

They spoke firmly in response

“Right!”

Soon, they leaped off of the roof, and began barreling toward Miyamoto. And, as a light surrounded their opened palms, weapons began to appear. A Katana, Longsword, Warhammer, And Partisan. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by their target, who’s eyes darted toward them. And, as they entered her view, she swiped her hand, with a red light flew outward, sending them all cascading backward, crashing through the walls of the building’s around them. Something which caught the attention of those around her.

“What’s going on here?”

“A fight, what do you think?”

“Who were those guys-”

The words, however, did not reach her ears, as she dusted her hands off, and began moving her gaze around again.

“That can’t be all of them... That demon energy reading was too high.”

She soon began to levitate, in her attempt to get a better vantage point, and find her new opponent. Though this was seemingly unneeded, as, appearing in front of her, was a fair-skinned man with a large frame, wearing the same uniform as the one’s she’d thrown back beforehand. His light green locks flowed in the warm winds, as he continued to make his way toward her, a smile making its way onto his face.

“Violet Devil… You are just as powerful as our reports say. Good, perhaps you won’t be a disappointment…”

Miyamoto Frowned

“Of course I am… don’t forget who I've fought.”

Genbu opened his palm, holding it at his side. Which was soon followed by a golden light flowing around his hand.

“Oh, we wouldn’t dare forget… That’s why i was sent here after all, you’re quite the stubborn one… But there’s no issue, I'll eliminate you regardless…”

He paused for a few seconds, as the light around his hand began to intensify. It was after it grew to encompass his arm that he yelled out.

“ Come to me, Vurius!”

As he invoked his words, a strange shaped white bow, with a black line going down the center appeared in his hand. Miyamoto’s hands were soon coated in a red glow, as she prepared to meet his attack, whatever it may be, head on. The man was silent as he drew the string of the bow back, and streams of golden light that soon morphed into the shape of arrows appeared.

“Now, Let’s get this over with quickly… I have other duties I need to attend to.”

As a finger on his hand twitched, Miyamoto clenched her fists,taking notice of even that slight movement. But Genbu was undisturbed, the smile remained on his face, as he released the string, and out came wave after wave of arrow. Miaymoto soon began to weave through the sky, moving out of the way, or swiping her hand, and destroying them with the resulting burst of energy. She continued her routine for what felt like minutes, as Genbu, again and again, produced more waves. Something she’d taken notice of as well.

“I’ll do the smart thing here and eliminate the source. But I need an opening to get too him…”

As such, she continued to dodge, until she took notice of a patch of space in front of her, notably lacking arrows, and, she was quick to take advantage, bursting forward, and swiping her hand again, as they seemed to disappear within the wave of red light. It was then that began advancing toward Genbu. But, it would not be that simple… Soon, he disappeared from her sight. She was taken aback at the situation, the man had certainly exceeded her expectations.

“He’s fast!!”

Soon Genbu began to disappear and reappear from her sight, stopping only to fire another volley of projectiles at her. The screen only becomes denser by the second. Miyamoto was left firing out bursts of red light, destroying them, or deflecting them with a swipe of her light coated hands, and even so, the man had disappeared and appeared somewhere else by the time her counter-attack reached him. Eventually, she moved out of the center of the assault, finding an opening as he paused to fire once again… However, Genbu would not let her get away so quickly, he soon appeared behind her.

“You shall see why I'm called Genbu The Swift.”

Miyamoto quickly swiveled to face him, as he fired an arrow at point blank. She found herself unable to completely avoid it, the arrow just grazing her skin following this. She frowned.

“Tch…”

Miyamoto soon began a charge, demonic energy swirling around her fist. Soon, she slammed it into his stomach, the man’s mouth forced open as he felt the pure force of the hit. He was soon sent barreling backward. And she began her attempt to pursue. However, the man was quick to take the chance he’d found. He aimed his bow at her once again, as he drew the string back, and quickly released it, with the streams of golden light flying at her once again. However, Miyamoto shoved both of her palms out, firing pulses of red light forward. And, as the storms of energy flew toward one another, they clashed, exploding upon contact with one another. Though the attacks were seemingly staved off, Miyamoto took notice of the fact that the arrows made it past her volley, whizzing dangerously close to her, something she wasn’t fond of.

“Long range isn’t my forte… I need to close the distance.”

The beams stopped flying from Miyamoto’s hands as she flew forward. As Genbu took notice of her advance, the size of the arrows seemed to increase, and the speed as well. Something Miyamoto took notice of as she weaved through the volley. But it was something she ignored. If she could break his rhythm of attack, she could turn the tables on him. To that end, the light on her left hand intensified, as she extended it away from her body.

“Devil slicer!!!!”

As she swiped her hand, a crescent shaped burst of energy flew forward, quickly making its way toward Genbu. Plowing through the attack he created. To his apparent surprise, as his eyes widened. Though, he would swiftly regain his composure.

“Interesting… She’s much closer to a demon then any of us…”

He soon disappeared, leaving the attack to fly off into the distance. He glanced over his shoulder, watching as it barreled away. Miyamoto disregarded this, as she flew at Genbu once again, her fists clenched, ready to continue her assault. But he would soon take notice, moving to face her once again.

“You won’t get rid of me that easily, Holy Arc: Heavenly Shot!!!”

As Genbu invoked his words, a storm of projectiles homed in on Miyamoto, numbering in the thousands. But they were not large in number, but large in size as well, Much taller than either of their bodies. Miyamoto tsked as she began her defense, dodging, and letting out waves of demonic energy… Even managing to repel the first wave. But even so, she found herself overwhelmed, as the projectiles began to graze her skin, leaving superficial, but noticeable cuts. Some even managed to stab through her extremities.

“Not good…”

Miyamoto began to weave around, in an attempt to move away from the attacks, but she found that the wave would simply follow her.

“I could wait out his stamina, or attack him directly… If I had some sort of distraction, the case might be different. But my choices are limited here... But which Avenue do I want to go?”

She continued her attempts to avoid the strikes, still finding herself caught with the same glancing blows. At the least, until she decided upon a plan of attack. Her body was soon swarmed with a crimson light, that expanded past her, with the projectiles around her disappearing. The opening was temporary, but she would take what she could get. She began her advance toward her opponent once again. But, he wouldn’t make things so easy, firing once more, with the resulting arrow flying toward her as more of a blur. Her sight barley even registered it as it pierced through the middle of her arm. With crimson blood spilling out as a result. She soon stopped, as she glanced down, looking at the result of the attack, A gaping hole… She found that her arm would no longer move, though she would try. She suppressed her pain,and moved her gaze closer, as she spoke in a hushed tone.

“It's still on...But its hanging by a thread. If I didn’t have my Aura up, I would’ve had a disadvantage on my hands…”

She paused.

“Hand… Disadvantage on my hand.”

Her gaze went to Genbu once again, as she spoke in her normal tone.

“I haven’t fought one of the higher leveled slayers yet… This is more trouble than I was expecting…”

“Well if you came here thinking we were all green like those foot soldiers, You’ll be disappointed to learn that you’re incorrect!”

The man drew the string of his bow back once again.

“Now then, It’s time to end th-”

His words were soon cut off, as a light-skinned fist slammed into his cheek. A left straight, courtesy of Kazimir Rhuskov. The man looked on in surprise, as he was sent flying back. Kazimir dusted his hands off as he parted his lips to speak.

“We’ll see about that…”

Soon, floating behind him, was Arctaius Corde.

“You seem to forget, there’s 7 of us… And we can all sense what’s going on…”

Genbu’s smile remained regardless.

“Man... Just when I thought I could end things...This just got more interesting.”

As Genbu reached into his robe, pulling out a thin metal slab, that soon brought up a holographic display, with a woman wearing a similar uniform appearing on his screen.

“ESP 2,Agium, Eagle, And Third-eye Have arrived… I require reinforcements…”

The soldier nodded.

“Noted- Support is en route…”

Genbu tapped the side of the device, with the display going off. He put it back into his place, as he focused his gaze on Arctaius.

“Let me warn you, This ain’t my first rodeo.I’ve slayed demons for over 30 years, Might even call me a grandmaster… Let me tell you something else, ’m not one to give up my target so easily.”

Arctaius did not respond to his words, instead, opting to turn his gaze to his allies. Genbu scratched the back of his head.

“What, No response?”

“Well… Looks like we’re back to what we do best… What do you say we get rid of him, and whoever comes to help him?”

Alarick smirked.

“No objections”

The auburn haired man was soon covered in a red glow, as his hair began to flow above his head.

“Same here.”

Zhao removed his blade from it’s sheath, pointing it at Genbu.

“For me as well…”

To Be Continued.