What's with that dumbass newbie, anyway? Asking about our profession? How the fuck did a dimwit like him become one of us? I don't know what rhime tone he is, but wouldn't be surprised if he was an animal tone. He's mentally inferior enough.

I continue to glide over the buildings and streets looking for our target. Short silver hair. Very thin. Really tall. I remember seeing him rally many of those poor individuals before. No doubt he's well aware of my presence as well.

"Where are you guys?" I ask through my crystal.

"I'm almost there." I hear Oren say.

"It will take me a while..." Crystal says with her usual lazy tone.

"Fine, but don't make me wait!" I tell them.

I finally reach the area of interest and look down towards the crowd. I see many hot ladies, all with their magnificent figures. It's a shame that they can't afford sexy clothing and...no! No! Focus, Rhoken damn it! I continue my search until...

There he is.

I look towards a lamp post and see him readjusting some of the electric crystals used for their illumination. What is he doing? As soon as he finishes whatever he is up to, he looks up.

Up in my direction.

He quickly reaches for something and...

BAN!!!

Shoots at me!

I shift my weight in the air to the right, barely dodging the bullet. It's good my sense of hearing is better than most. The distance between us helped, as well.

I look back at the man. He's rushing away. Running with the speed of an electric tone. I should have known. He really is like Hiromu, isn't he?

(You're not getting away!)

I take a very deep breath and turn around 180 degrees.

"Darkness Drive: Darkness...BELLOW!!!"

GGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

With a loud roar, I emit from my mouth large visible sound waves, thick with darkness, propelling myself backwards at a very fast speed. I turn around again and use this speed, as well as my diving speed, to keep up with my target.

"Oren! I'm giving you the target's coordinates! Intercept him!"

"Roger!"

"Crystal, check the lamp post where he was!"

"Oookkaaayyyy...."

BAN! BAN!

The target dodges swiftly among the people in the streets and the few available vehicles, and keeps shooting at me as I fly through. I plunge until I'm only a few meters off the ground. I can hear the people around me scream, many calling me things like "demon" and "monster." This is why I hate my powers, regardless of their functionality. People see me for something I'm not.

BAN! BAN!

The target glances around but keeps running.

BAN!

He shoots a nearby sign...and the bullet ricochets off it and is coming my way!

(This guy is good.)

The man continues to barrage me with bullets either directly or by ricocheting them off other objects. His reloading speed is also quite impressive. He's good...

But I'm better. After all...I live to fight.