Weirdos were arriving, left and right. Guys with wings, policewomen who at a single glance seemed to be strippers and many other bystanders. Marcus sweatdropped at the arrival of the police and their sudden stripping. Life in Lyranias' seemed to be really ridiculous if their police force dressed like that. He just wondered how could they inspire respect when they didn't even had respect for themselves. Tsurara traditions seem to be on another level.
Marcus laughed lively with his deep voice at the arrival of the police. He points his gun at Sayaka before speaking. "Huh~... Ya seem awfully confident lady! You don't seem to understand the situation ya just got your friends in! Lookie here!" He shows off his body rigged with explosives and holds high the detonator with his left hand. "If I see ya or any of your friends using one of your weird powers, then we ALL blow up!" He laughed at the though of it, but, was he really up to the task to press the detonator if the time ever came?
Whether he would be able to press the button or not was left aside as he pointed again with his rifle at Sayaka. "Now, I think I'll make an example out of ya... So nobody ever thinks to do something like this again!" He starts walking towards Sayaka, but before Marcus or her can do anything, Alexander interferes. With his sword unsheathed, Alexander jumps between Marcus and Sayaka, cutting his rifle in half as a knife with butter.
"Don't you dare put a hand on her!" He thinks of how this may make her fall in love with him, however, he didn't quite think about what would happen after. Terrorists surround him, all pointing their weapons at his head, chest or legs. He was obviously at a disadvantage, but he just jumped in the spur of the moment, without giving it a second thought.
"Dammit, gimme another one!"[B] Marcus shouts and another man throws him a weapon. [B]"Well, whatever. Whether you die by my hand or the hands of others is of no interest to me." He walks to the centre of the park and searches through the park with his eyes, trying to find a camera and when he finally spots one he turns to face it. "Yo, bigwigs! I wanna say something to ya! What we want is enough money to be able to live our lives without having to worry about damn expenses again! Basically, about 10 million dollars, or Lyras , whatever ya call money here." His more than idiotic request made many, even Alexander think that this guy was really an idiot. "That much isn't even a thorn in your side, is it? And if you don't want..." He walks towards the hostages and points his gun at someone's forehead, a middle-aged man. "Then we are gonna start killing off hostages, one every 30 minutes. We'll be waitin', sweethearts!" He laughs again.
Alexander raises his sword. "You made the wrong decision, trying to come to Lyranias just to be able to live your asses off comfortably." After he raised his sword, spiritual energy started swirling around it. He was preparing to enter in Tamazoku and crush these guys, but as he was about to, a big shot is heard and seconds after it, his sword is pierced as if it were mere paper. "What?!" Alexander searches for whoever just did that and on the top of a far away building, he spots the culprit because of the glimmer his scope causes. A sniper, kilometres away from them, providing support for the terrorists. 'No mere human would be able to shoot from that distance...' The realization struck him. "That's how you got in, bastards!"
"Heh heh, ya got no chance against us." He raises his arms and addresses his fellow terrorists. "All right, since our sniper has been discovered, then you are authorized to kill anyone. Just be sure you leave some of them alive, so we can still use them as bargain chips." He motions with his hand lazily the order to fire and many of the terrorists grab some of the hostages, other grab some of the Tsurara officers, making sure they cannot do anything against them. They will be the perfect examples for why they shouldn't be taken lightly.
Hell is about to break loose. How deaths can be averted is all up to the bystanders and hostages, and whether they want to risk the lives of the few to save the many.
Were Ryo's calculations off? Most certainly not. An unknown force struck the terrorists, immobilizing them for a second, but for many it is more than enough to shake off the attackers.
Elbel, on a balcony of the presidential office, holds out his hand and suddenly drops it. He turns around to see Ryo, his secretary.
"Now it is all up to head police officer, Sayaka-chan. Let's hope she takes the chance." Ryo says to Elbel.
"I trust your judgement, Ryo, but Sayaka's is a bit off. Those bombs weren't something we predicted." Elbel massages his wrist with a preoccupied look on his face.
"Yes, it makes our whole strategy go upside down, but as I said, there's nothing more we can do than hope lives won't be sacrificed just to make this a success."
After the unknown wave of power immobilized the other terrorists, the faraway sniper flinched. The man was using a gas mask, to avoid anyone from getting a glimpse of who he was. "Shit! Damn that old man!" He scratched the side of his head. "What did the doctor said? Oh yeah, protect Marcus no matter what. An important test subject." He aims at Marcus' surroundings, waiting for anyone to get near enough and kill him.
Now was the chance to counter-attack, anyone could take the terrorists down, as long as they tried to. Many had already stood up and battling with some of the terrorists, who were still dumbfounded.