Prologue
Frantic gunfire erupted on the grounds of Tokyo Tower - gunfire aimed at Irys, Kronii and Clover Gosling.
The small army of false Japanese soldiers shot their assault rifles at the three ladies, showering them with bullets of black grime. Irys ducked from the hail of grime and tackled the grime-formed soldier closest to her, stabbing it with her Nephilim's horn. In one smooth motion, she wrestled away that soldier's assault rifle and tried to shoot back at the others, but the gun melted away into black grime and slipped through her fingers.
"Damn it!" Irys cursed.
A pair of grime-formed soldiers with bayonets affixed to their rifles suddenly charged Irys from behind - while another pair rushed her from the front. Irys' heart skipped a beat. She struggled to choose which attack to defend against.
However, in the blink of an eye, Kronii Ouro cut down the attackers from the rear with her twin blades. Then, Clover Gosling gunned down the ones up front with her own grime-formed rifle. That gave Irys a window to rejoin her allies. On her way there, she picked up the sleeping Mumei Nanashi. Together, the collaborators scrambled to find cover - any cover - they could find.
In the midst of the frantic fighting, Sparrowhawk leisurely sat down on a bench and watched the action with an amused smile on her lips. She brought out her wooden humidor and proceeded to light herself a new cigar, taking her sweet time while she went through the motions.
When Sparrowhawk clipped the tip of the cigar with her guillotine, the towering presence of the Titan of Light stirred and wielded its blue, cross-shaped sword.
Then, when Sparrowhawk struck a match, Apocalypse Bird spread its wings and flew from its roost on Tokyo Tower - turning its eleven eyes towards the three ladies that had just kidnapped its master.
Sparrowhawk smoked her cigar without a care in the world while the Titan of Light and Apocalypse Bird assaulted Irys' position. Golden beams of light shot from Apocalypse Bird's eyes, soaring up to the sky before descending suddenly in the shape of a bird's talons. The Titan of Light then wound back, coursed its captive Yatagarasu's magic through the cross-shaped sword and raised it up high.
Before the beams or the cross-shaped sword could strike the earth, Kronii cried out at the top of her lungs.
"CAESURA!"
A faint, blue magical hue enveloped the world and everything came to a halt. Every menacing, shimmering beam of Apocalypse Bird's barrage, every wisp of sickly golden magic forced out of Yatagarasu through the Titan's sword and every grime-shaped bullet of Sparrowhawk's army of false soldiers moved in slow motion at a thousandth of the pace - if not less.
Through that time-frozen world, Irys, Kronii and Clover burst out of their cover with Mumei in tow. Irys carried the sleeping owl-girl and sang her Nephilim's song like she had done so many times before, crystallizing the false soldiers into brittle blue gems. Clover, meanwhile, cocked her grime-formed M16 and shot those crystallized soldiers to pieces in full-automatic.
Irys, Clover and Mumei all had bangles of chains that shimmered with Kronii's blue magic. Kronii smiled at her handiwork and turned her attention skywards. She watched the eleven golden beams of Apocalypse Bird descend, tracking their trajectory like did in her Air Force days.
Even though her Caesura, Kronii could see the beams changing course like heat-seeking missiles.
So, Kronii leapt up and struck the beams one by one with her twin blades, detonating them. Each beam swelled like a firework seconds before they burst and Kronii moved away to safety with her team.
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