There was only one thing to be done before Milos would go back to work again. It was quite a simple thing, after his grandpa died, he was devastated. Enough it put a strain on him that he had to take a leave. Sadness and regret for not getting to spend more time with the man. There were moments he was sure a hacker did something to cause it. But it wasnt like that. It was simply old age that made the man die. Milos couldnt blame anyone for it or be angry at.

Time passed,the burial and griffin time passed too. Milos remembered a lot of good things about the man, and many things the old man told him. He was slowly returning to his usually self.His grandpa would have hated to see his grandson fail to move on. So Milos requested to be returned back to work, he was really missing his friends too. He wanted to be again a Corrector to support them and shield them. Well.... and slamming down a war hammer in DgtWld would never become boring to him. One last simple thing had to be done as long as Milos was in the absence still. Visiting his grandpas home country. For a week he stayed in Serbia. In a nice hotel as he toured the city and some places. It was the right decision, Milos fighting spirit fired up again. And he couldnt wait and return with the airplane back to Tokyo and give his friends a surprise hug. Of course he would pay for the alcohol that time and demand to hear everything he missed out on.

It was the last day of his stay. Nicely packing his coffers and trying to push in a few more presents in the overflowing bag. Humming to the jazz music that played from his wist phone. Not the typical choose of music for him, but it fitted his mood. On the door he heard a knock and frowning he looked on the time on the phone. He still had over a hour before he should get in the taxi for the airplane. Lowering the volume of the music he walked up to door and opened it. GVN suits? The first thought that went thought his mind was that they must be the local country GVN people but a look at the pins made him frown. They had the wrong flag.
The man at the front pushed him in the room, seeing the man in the back putting gas mask on Milos didnt think. He launched his first at the mans cheek. He managed to graze it as he was hit by him, they were prepared for him resisting. Something spreading in the room air. He cursed them but what ever was the smoke it already made him sleepy and disoriented until he fall down on the floor. The music from his phone a cheerfully jazz moment making Milos last thoughts, while being in the hotel room, how it all was comedic fitting in a weird way.

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Walking down a hallway he didnt really recognize anything and the lack of his wist phone made him a bit unsettled. Fingers constantly brushing against the place where it usually sits. But his eyes grow big the moment he saw Michiko be taken down the hallway. Meeting with the other and with the combined guards being lead further the hallway maze, Milos couldnt help then just grin. Well sure the other was ranting away about a school project and headache, he wasnt minding too much the hit to his stomach. He got far worse back in the day before his leave. Of course wondering why they were here to begin with and what those people had planned with them worried him, but breaking your head about it wouldnt help the situation. Obligingly walking and being amused by his friends rant. He was so happy to see him again.
''......Am I right, Milos?''
''It sounds like math.''He attempted as he himself had no idea approximation of what Michiko meant. ''But what worries me is who will be paying for the airplane that I missed. Second thing where are my bags.'' He attempted as he himself had no idea approximation of what Michiko meant. No one responded to them. Which was somewhat awaited. They stopped in front a door which got unlocked, letting them walk inside. Well Milos got surprised seeing them all there. So what ever it was just had to do with the corrector job. Mimamoru,Soshi,Sasha, Yasukazu being there. About Sasha Milos only knew thanks from the few emails Mimamoru send him few times. So why would they kidnap him? It looks like, they got the full active team so why him too who was in a leave?
"Michiko, Milos. Are you guys alright?" Miro grinned returning the hug back.

''I missed you all a ton and planned to surprise you guys....but it failed because of this guys surprise kidnapping. Sadly the bag with present is who knows where.'' He sighed scratching the back of his head.
Before he could wonder longer about the whole situation the GVN people asked two to leave. This made him uncomfortable, giving them a wave as they left the room. Hoping it wasnt like in those horror movies where one person after another is taken away to a scary death games...or vampires! They WERE in ROMANIA or? Miros eyes fixing the romania flag pin on the nearest man. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, it wasnt like that for sure, for a silent support he looked over his friends faces. Did they knew what was going on? Or were they just as clueless as him?
His fingers again brushed over the wrist feeling the lack of phone. The things were set up and noticing Soshi smile Miro gave a thumb up to not let him worry.

Sitting down on the carpet and leaning with his back against the wall he let the man connect him. '' Carefully. Dont want things to go backwards or something.'' They were really good at ignoring him maybe they just didnt know the tongue? He looked once more around the room, as he closed his eyes. The feeling of becoming heavier and sinking settled in him. It wasnt the first time after he took the leave that he was cnnt, it was his second time. Which in considering that the first time he didnt fight at all and the current situation made him feel like a complete noob. He opened his eyes feeling taller and stronger. BreGle took a breath in, his weapon called instantly in his hand, even before giving a look around. Holding the war hammer with both of his hands.

''So what now?'' He questioned his teammates, to instead receive a answer from the sudden music that started. It wasnt to his taste and he narrowed his eyes. Clam down, you are ready its just like bike riding once learnt you do not forget. BreGle observed the duo in front of them. The others have fought them before, concluding from the taunting that was done by the duo.

"Guys, we need to handle this defensively..." And they were serious opponents from E.G warning.
''Defense is my stronger suit.'' He said his own enchanting that strengthen his body and skin being applied beside the shield that was summoned. Fox was right, creating a opening was a important point. A part of BreGle wanted to just recklessly charge at them, so badly to slam the hammer to the floor and see if they will keep on standing. The more reasoning part told him it would be stupid. His partners knew the enemies and their strength, he didnt. He will fully trust them. They had experience and maybe a plan on how to deal with them, with that on mind he stepped forward just a step smirking to himself. The war hammer in his hands laying perfectly, his eyes observing. Ready to counterattack, focusing. He wasnt the fastest but he knew he could hit hard, and block good.

Satoru was not in favor of the events that were transpiring in their small little cell in the middle of nowhere. All of it seemed off and his gut told him things were probably going to get worse before they got better. A room with seemingly no entrances or exits except for an odd sliding door straight out of a Bond villain's secret lair. The only contact they seemingly had with the outside world being cold statuesque men in suits.Were they even part of the Gvns or was that more lies he did not know and slowly yet surely the daunting fact that they had no other real option but to follow their orders became a reality. He was surprised, relieved and most of all worried when they brought in Michiko and Milos. How had they known where they were, what was this retrieval operation, why did they need them of all people it was not like they did not have their own correctors. They were making more questions than they were giving answers. But everyone seemed okay and Satoru had the sickening feeling that if they wanted them dead they could of done it in a much more cost efficient method than this.

The men that had brought in the laptops were working around them, trails of ones and zeroes flashed across the screens as their fingers moved about almost robotic in manner as if whatever they were doing they had a well developed experience towards. Satoru tried craning his head to get a better look but the man turned the computer away and shook his head gravely apparently Satoru had broken some rule of covert kidnapping espionage for the the two men looked away from their computers still typing away up at the man with the earpiece who made a gesture undecipherable to him and they went back to work. He watched with apprehension as they were more or less forced to agree with the demands presented in front of them and that whatever results that had to occur would occur or else he felt that things would go very bad for them one way or another. It was the waiting that was killing him they had them at the end of the barrel already and he was just trying to brace for that bullet to come. All the secrecy, the abduction all of it made no sense what were they doing in secret that could not be spoken to other Gvn for collaboration between world Gvns in researcher and in response was not uncommon just look at Sarah why couldn't they just ask. Or was it something deeper than that beneath the functioning forms of the strong and powerful Gvns that seem to hold the world together in relative peace and prosperity what lay beneath was a web of intrigue and conspiracies of lies and morally questionable decisions that shape the fate of the world. Everybody knew it existed but it seemed that Satoru and the rest had just been dragged head first into the thick of it.

They then told Sarah and Yasukazu it was time for them to leave and none of their friends could do anything about it. Satoru watched them be lead away towards the door which silently rose up before being lead through and vanishing from sight. Satoru did not even noticed his hands had automatically clenched themselves into fists until he felt the blood trickle down his palms from his nails digging in too hard. How were they just going to let this happen? How were they just going to let a bunch of suits push them around and tell them where to go and who to go with. He knew the reason he just did not want to admit it that in the current situation they were powerless, they were children again four and five years old powerless to the coddling and punishments of the bigger and stronger adults. He hated the feeling of helplessness in more ways than one.

Along with the others he silently sat down on the rug laying down up it and feeling the soft fibers crawl around him and hug him close. In any other situation he would of had to fight the urge to fall asleep amongst the warm cling of the rug. But at the current moment sleep was the furthest thing away from what he felt like he could be doing at the moment sleep was for those that felt safe and content. His body was running on all four cylinders as nerves and synapses shoot off in every which way and direction alert and ready, his own fight or flight response pounding within his head as he tried to get at least some semblance of comfort. He watched as the man went around connecting his teammate's M-Chips to the laptops which with every connection a flash of light went off and a small affirmative chirp was sounded as their physical bodies went limp as their consciousness was flung off somewhere far into the web of data that made up the Net. He ended up being last and as he felt one of the man come over with the heavy cable he held up his hand catching the arm holding the cable and preventing it from moving any closer.

"I still don't trust you." He spoke quietly in broken Romanian.

"...... You don't need to trust us. You just need to follow orders."

With that small exchange and probably the only one Satoru would ever have with the man he dropped his hand back to his side and closed his eyes trying to pretend that it was just another mission that nothing was wrong, that they were going to wake up back in their own houses. Yeah.... that was it, it was all just some bad dream and they were all just waiting to get up.

And then a tug all too familiar as if a hand head reached out from nowhere and yanked him through a portal to a different world, a wash of cold tearing through him as the real world faded away. And in the DgtWorld data began to reconstruct pulling out specs and pieces from around and remolding them into life or at least the mimicking of life ones and zeroes became skeleton and muscle and soon appearing close to his team Futen had been constructed. Things felt sluggish they had just fought seemingly moments earlier even though he did not know how much time had progressed and they had not had a chance yet to recover from that or the kidnapping. His body still felt sore and as his eyes drifted upon Fury his ribs ached with the heavy bruise the hacker had left from the last fight. This was not good most of the team was suffering from fatigue and last time they were barely able to make the duo force a retreat and that was at full capacity.

"Guys, we need to handle this defensively..."

" I agree. We shall fight defensively until we see or can create an opening. The moment I spot one, I am going in."

''Defense is my stronger suit.''

His teammates seemed sure of themselves and the plan of action. But Futen was not sure he knew how hard the duo hit and how unrelenting they could be. And if they were hoping for them to exhaust themselves by throwing all they got against their defenses. Well that only worked if their own defense could hold up long enough and it would seem they already had some cracks in the walls. But a purely offensive assault would just kill the team faster and make them easier targets for the hackers. And so it seemed to Futen that they really did not have any other options except try and hold out.

"Well... I guess we have no choice." Futen muttered to himself as he drew his blade from his sheath bringing it out in front of him in a heavy two-handed grip. He listened to his own voice inside his head as he took in a deep breath calming his heart rate and concentrating in on his targets. Be the mountain silent and reserved, yet able to withstand the strongest of storms. A small smile appeared on his lips and it felt odd because he was almost happy for the fight that was about to occur he needed to vent his anger out on something and Fright and Fury would work just fine. And so he called back to them with a grin on his face.

"Hey Wonder Twins! You guys ready for round two?"

Yasukazu Irie.

Perhaps it was for the better that he was taken away from that room.

It's not like he wanted this chain of events, but Yasukazu mused that if someone had to be isolated from the group, especially in such a situation filled with uncertainty, it should be someone who's completely fine being alone. Someone who isn't in a position of leading others, that's important too; if Mima was one of the two chosen to be taken out, the team would most likely fall apart much quicker. It's not that the others relied solely on Mima, but their group functioned their best under the leadership of their trusted magician-guardian.

He didn't gave little thought about Sarah chosen as his 'partner', so to speak; he knew she was as strong as anyone else, whether in a group or alone. Call it superstition if you will, but Sarah gave off the vibe of a well-trained soldier in the times of combat, even outside the DgtWld. Her social aspects were a bit awkward in his view but that made her cute at times.

Yasukazu obediently followed the men in suits out the room. He wasn't sure what to call them, really; he had yet to accept their so-called identity just screaming out from their Romanian flag etched on the suit; it's not so hard to feign as some great body of power especially when there weren't any way for Yasukazu to check. In fact he still had doubts as to whether they really left Japan. Regardless, he was still interested in their ability to "cut them off" the MChips from the Japanese Gvn. Was it a signal jammer? or perhaps a simulation area that's not really part of the DgtWld, though such feat would generally have more consequences than benefits. Yes, it seemed more reasonable to conclude it as a jammer of some sort; it wasn't an impossible feat he knew, as he had a similar skill under his arsenal; the blue ball which distorts all communications.

Perhaps the blue ball is the reason why he was to be isolated from the rest, to enter the DgtWld in a restricted area that blocks one's ability or something. There was also that slim chance they were separating the group in case of escape, though that line of thought wasn't much help, nor of his interest.

He reasoned with himself that it was really the blue ball they were wary of, for one they knew exactly where to kidnap the group so it wouldn't be suspiscious if they knew of everyone's abilities and for another, the group could have been brought for some sort of experiment; what use would experiments be if their results were clouded by a jammer. Better yet, maybe the blue ball was capable of jamming their signal jammer that's preventing the broadcast to the Japanese Gvn. Now that's an interesting thought.

Even as he pondered over such things, Yasukazu did not waste his time being sheepled to a different room. He observed the path, taking note to memorize exactly where his group was originally at, looking around to see any specific landmarks to use in case of escape. Or perhaps just something to harrass these men in suits with. Surely they deserve some punishment for taking the group without their consent, and Yasukazu will make sure they get it, no matter how long he had to wait to get a chance.

Not long after he was taken out of the room, they came to a split hallway. A man ordered Sarah to take one route, Yasukazu the other. There was little they could do to retaliate, and after a moment of pause they were on the walk once again. Yasukazu was truly separated from his group now.

The path didn't continue that long, passing by a few doors which looked identical to each other with no labels and the same dull, solid wall which offered no help to captives in the vincity. The room he was led into was a smaller version of the room the group was in, with a laptop already set up.

By this point he was pondering whether it was worth attempting to escape. Yasukazu was confident in his abilities to take on the men with his martial arts, especially now when they weren't as tense after seeing his obedience in accompanying them to this room as well as the fact that he could use the chokepoint of the room's only exit to fight one-on-one, but that could cause a chain of unwanted events depending on who they really were. Especially since the men held the communication lines. Just a single spoken word could relay the message of Yasukazu's retaliation and force them to take his group as hostages or something.

Soon he was placed on a seat with his MChip hooked up to the laptop. He still wasn't sure why he was placed in a different room excluding his own deductions, but it would be too good to be true for these men to answer him properly to any of his questions. If there was one thing he knew, it was that his group would have been connected ages ago and most likely was done with whatever they were made to do.

While it was great to be reunited with their old Correctors, things didn't exactly improve. They still had a battle to deal with and E.G wasn't that certain they would be able to rally together this time. They had been drinking and having a good time. Now their bodies and minds were out of sync with one another and she hoped that if they could withstand the main fight, they might be given an opportunity to end it without any damage to their team. Fox mentioned he would take them down when given the chance. As much as she wanted to warn him to be smart and not reckless, she stopped herself from speaking up as the others began to appear. "I hope you're not too rusty, BreGle." She smiled a little, trying to keep the mood light even though the music playing kept things chaotic and uneven. She could tell different people had different ideas as to how to handle the deadly duo known as Fright and Fury. Eternal Grace licked her lips and took a cautious step back as Futen spoke up. Eclipse was the very last to join them, which gave E.G some relief. "I thought we'd be better at defense this time."

Ice still wasn't sure about the two in front of them.

To him, they were holding back, they were up to something. Their crimes had cost people lives and money, and most of all security. The best thing about their era was that people lived without fear of terrorism or hackers. People could go anywhere, use the internet for nearly anything and yet there were still criminals looking to take wrongful advantage of the blessed situation that had taken years to solidify. Ice was grateful for the shield. He knew it wouldn't hold for the entire duration but they would be pretty useful up to a certain point which would allow them movement if necessary. "You two are pretty strong, I'll give you that. Unfortunately, we're also pretty strong. I'm willing to bet we're even stronger than you." Ice smirked and began to create a long broadsword out of ice. It would be sturdy and strong. Sure, it was heavy but he could handle the strain and pain if he had his friends. The notion was cheesy but still true. Ice valued his friends and his life, as crazy as it was. He had someone back home waiting for him and he wouldn't let anything take away his freedom.

"Oh we're ready." Fright laughed, her pink hair moving as she cackled and raised her own scythe. "We've been ready." She then ran forward, bringing her weapon up and behind her. E.G recognized the attack and quickly dove out of the way. When the wave of clutter came towards the group, none of it damaged them thanks to the tricky E.G had pulled with her initial defensive spell. "Nice trick."

"I know you're style, you're all trick, no treat." E.G smirked and Ice ran forward and the two began to swing their weapons. As they connected, icy particles flew everywhere and E.G knew Ice's sword wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. "Ice!" She called out though she knew any of the others would be quite capable of stepping in and helping, as they were good with close combat too. E.G kept her distance and saw Fury had vanished. As she turned around, trying to figure out where he had gone to, she saw him materialize right behind Ice and attack him from behind. The attack didn't do its full damage but it did knock Ice off to the side and left a nasty gash on his back. Eternal Grace shuddered to think what would have happened if Ice hadn't been shrouded in her defense system. Clearly the first encounter was pure child's play, it seemed Fury and Fright weren't messing around anymore. She refused to have this battle claim a life of a friend. While she didn't know who these people were or why they were being so vicious, she wouldn't let her friends get hurt.

Ice rolled a few times before settling on his back. He let out a loud cry and arched up, trying not to touch his gash to the cold digital grid under his body. E.G began to ran for him but Fright was quick to charge for him while Fury set his sights on BreGle. Looking back and forth, E.G wasn't sure what to do first. Both of their movements were quick and heavy handed. It was becoming clear that their fight before was nothing, that maybe Fury and Fright had just been testing the waters, joking around. Now they were serious. E.G grabbed onto Ice's legs and pulled him out of Fright's attack. The long sleek weapon was retracted and began to glow a furious dark red. That was not good. "Guys, a little help!" She called out as she looked over Ice who seemed to be in a daze from the pain and shock. She knew he'd be fine, he just needed to focus. She could see Fury trading attacks with everyone and not flinching or showing struggle at all. She could try healing his wound or at least making it so the pain didn't reach his real body. It was a very delicate trick because it would also make his avatar as a whole, unable to feel pain.

That meant if he was attacked, he might not know it and might make things worse.

"I'm fine...really." Ice grunted and tried to push himself up as he began to create another icy object. He opened a hand and held out a rose to E.G. He grinned and got to his feet while Fright went to help with Fury.

"If you've got time to woo me, you've got time to attack but only long distance okay?" E.G said and waved him off away from where the majority of the fighting was going on. It was close combat, not her strong suit but she knew Ice didn't need a babysitter. The blue haired male carefully sat down, ignoring the stinging pain radiating throughout his body as he began to construct kunai which could help his friends out. Meanwhile, E.G ducked out of the way as one blade connected with another. She was still trying to figure out a clever way to get the upper hand. Both attackers were great with short range but so far only the girl had shown any sign of long range attacks and for now, they were useless. Maybe they could try to get some distance and make a trap or something?

Everyone came on, and BreGle observed. The most faith and the most strength giving him Futen smile that appeared. It was the smile to which feeling he could easily relate too. Wanting to do some destruction type of smile. The taunt trow moments later made BreGle laugh. Why he was so uncertain, like that he would never be able to do anything. Not to protect anyone, not to be from any help. The music wasnt to his taste, maybe it was adding to his thougths, he himself smirked wide. Ignoring the music as if it was just a annoying noise in the background.The pink haired woman, BreGle thougth for a brief moment, but couldnt guesses the name. If it was mentioned it missed his attention. He was ready to fight, noticing her weapon, a scythe. "We've been ready." she stated and it started, the woman going first, moving her weapon as if she was to cut. But it was a range attack. He didnt moved at all, the shield from E.G. taking the damage. Mid range attack, BreGle noted his hammer starting to swing in a circular motion.

Ice run up to meet with the woman attacking, and he looked to where the other opponent was...was the most important part.Bres mind running fast, the range like attack was it used a distraction to cover the other twin? The guy, than must be the stronger one and about to attack. But who?

Bres hammer stopped and just as he was to attack himself so he could drag the attention on himself the man appeared behind Ice. BreGles eyes narrowed, both were fast than, a disadvantage on him. As Ice grunted after he rolled over his inner worry diminishing some as it wasnt deadly. The girl charged after ice, and he could have followed her, if the man didnt look at him.

Time to keep one of the two problems as busy as possible. Bre shifted his weight in time as the man charged at him. He raised his hammer to counterattack, knowingly leaving a spot open. Lips moving to add a temporary buff on the spot, the weapon aimed for it and got repealed. No damage at all leaving at him, the hammer moving fast down but only to miss for little. The temporary buff already gone.

The enemy was testing him, and in response to it all. BreGle showed his tongue. Taunting him. And he was attacked by him, again. Sadly to Bregle it didnt look like the man was a person to get easily irrtated. The hits become faster and Bre used his hammer staff more for parring than to actually hit back. Still he couldnt keep up several strikes going thought and hitting onto his body. Lucky to his defense neither was yet cutting, but he could tell.
They were becoming stronger and stronger. He was stepping backwards, using the hammer momentum to swing it in front of himself to force the man to step back to avoid them.

"Guys, a little help!"

He was sure someone else will jump to the help there, Bre run aiming for the man, and he moved away from the hit range of the hammer, attacking again. Bre didnt call for his extra defense, soon enough it would be broken anyway. Better save it for a more serious damage. He wanted to keep the mans attention solemn at himself, maybe it would give a opening or two for his friends. The hit hitting him with minimal damage cutting his skin open, in a shallow cut. All thanks to E.G. and his own defense. Bre awaited the next hit, which didnt came, noticing the hacker switched targets. A wave of disappointment washed over him.

Well that was mean, and he was starting to have fun. Aiming for the back of the man he tried to hit strong as he was so rudely switching targets.
''Dont be so mean and forget about me~'' He called out the hammer getting parried and he himself pushed back, just a bit. With more people involved trading hit there must be a better chance for a opening now or? No one could stretch their attention that well out. He himself saving the strongest attacks for that moment. It was better they do not see it and figure it out to protect themselves.

Futen was observing standing a few inches off from the battle. His sword up and raised in a defensive position he was watching, watching for holes and openings he was doing what he did best. He was trying to see how the ticked, and when holes were being formed. It was hard to do of course at the moment his head was pounding and he was angry, angry at the wonder twins and their impeccable timing, angry at the Romanians who were forcing him down a path that he wasn't sure he wanted to go down, angry at himself for not being able to save his friends, angry because they took away his friends. Anger clouded the vision and the brain and he tried to concentrate as he watched Bre and Fox seemed to at least be dealing with Fury okay. But Freight keep on moving in and interrupting them, she had to be occupied for a little bit. He caught a flicker with his eyes and he saw Fright appear back in sight again she was fast, her scythe was raised in an upward positon and it began to glow he turned his head and saw where she was aiming at E.G still by Ice. A barrier couldn't go up fast enough, and Futen didn't think Ice would appreciate getting hit again. And so he broke into a sprint running directly across as the crow flies, slipping through the battle against Fury dodging a wayward sword stroke as he did, Fright was bringing down her scythe as he got in the path. His coat was reinforced it could take some of the damage, or at least it was designed to at least. Turning so his back was facing the blast letting the protective bits take most of the blunt damage he felt a rush of wind come his way and then the cut of acids and glass against his skin. Gritting his teeth he stood there looking at E.G and Ice with an expression of [/I]"well yes I'm a big idiot hero".[/I] As the blast resided and he heard Fright cackle he let out a breath the jacket took most of the blow but his back felt as if he had just been aggressively rubbed against sandpaper and cut running from behind his left ear around to the eye hurt just a little bit more. But it was nothing too terrible, he would live through it at least for now.

He was still thinking, calculating, planning in his head as he turned around and raised his sword watching Fright in the distance seemingly flickering in and out of existence as she raised her sword again for another gust of hellish wind. His mind went back to the last fight, when E.G had been able to hit her it was with a spell, it was instantaneous, they both show grand reaction times but they could still mess up they were still human. He had to make sure first and so he did something that from a bystander point of view would be suicidal he chucked his sword spear style down range and Fright. Fright who was in the middle of charging her attack broke out of it and with a flick of her wrist deflected the sword as it fly away. It was as he had thought she had a way superior than normal reaction time but it did still take her a moment, a moment to register. A moment was all one needed... But he was going to need to go faster..... Smiling he had an idea as he called out to the crazy woman with the scythe

"Oh is that all you got? Don't want to sound misogynistic here or anything... but you hit like a girl!" With the grin of a madman he took off his jacket it was already torn to shreds but the thick weighted material had been slowing him down anyway it vanished it into a cloud of data. Now he only had a simple Sarashi covering his upper body the cuts that he had just taken shining brightly on his skin digital pixels leaking away. He was still too slow maybe if his head was clear or he was not injured he might of been able to just run at her. But there was always other options. Quickly he brought up his radial menu. Fright was standing perplexed and amused as he did so, wondering what he was about to do. As he brought up his summoning command he also quickly typed a message out to E.G that said simply "I need a shield, as highly charged and unstable as you can make it without it collapsing immediately. Tiny, maybe somewhere discrete like the palm of my hand or the small of my back in size. You will know when to collapse it." There was a reason shield were kept at low levels to absorb more simple attacks. The bigger and more powerful the shield the greater the chance of the summoner losing control and creating a fireball of death within anything close to the person it is casted on. Not a problem for them really they might get a few minor burns but anyone next to them well that was a whole other painful situation, not enough to kill but defiantly enough to knock out.

Futen finished entering the summoning prompt moments later and a bright light appeared next to him taking form and shape. Data transforming and molding until in front of him stood his newly issued GVN motorcycle from last time. He smiled as jumped on and almost instantaneously floored the accelerator heading with ramming speed at Fright. He had a huge grin on his face as Fright eyes widen with shock she vanished and reappeared a few feet to the right charging another attack. Adjusting his course he pushed the bike faster. Fright released her attack this wind glowed orange and red with the flecks of molten glass and embers raced at him pressing his body as flat against the bike as he could trying to use at as a shield. He still felt the burn, the burn and the pain and fought the urge to pull out, fought the urge to scream. He was to be the stone unflinching and never changing its course. As he neared her she lashed out with the scythe and hit a tire with the resulting blast, popping it and sending Futen flying forward off the bike like a missile straight at her. She raised her scythe swinging it to slice him like cheap deli meat while he was in the air. He curled into a ball pressing his body close as the blade neared his head. Because of this it missed his neck and came down instead to the right landing firmly in his forearm. His body jerked as he landed the blade digging deeper in.

Fright laughed as she looked down at the boy below her covered in cuts and slashes her scythe one movement away from ripping his right arm in half. But why was he smiling, why was he smiling?! Both of his hands grasped the long pole of the scythe as he pulled himself upward and forward feeling a sick pop as the blade tore through skin and muscle and popped out till he was standing leaving a nasty looking gash in his arm right where the bicep and tricep connected..The Blade was behind him and he was about two inches away from Fright now. Closing in her dropped his hold on the scythe and wrapped both his arms around her in a tight bear hug. He couldn't give her any means of escaping, and he better finish this before he passed out from the blood loss. He whispered in her ear two words. "You Lose......"

"E.G BLOW IT!" And he braced himself as he felt the small shield begin to ripple and the energy expand outward and he waited for the boom. He had faith in E.G that he did not just let himself get stabbed for no good reason.