The Last Heroes: Warriors Against The Sinful

Chapter 1.26: Our Last Final Talk.

"Aww, man. We lost the chance to find out what they had-"

"HEY! HOW DID YOU DO THAT??!!" Monk questioned.

"HUH?"

"You demanded him, and he listened! How??"

"I just... had a gut feeling that he would stop."

Monk immediately turned back to the screen. "I gotta say, you're an idiot. But overall, you always find a way to impress me. To think you managed to speak to that guy through your consciousness."

Tedashii just stood there and took all the admiration and praises like any other person's entirety of themselves. "Yeah, this isn't the first time I do this. You may think that-"

SLAM!!

"YOU SHOULD STOP DOING THAT!! That hurts..."

The screen began to get clearer again, but this time he was elsewhere.

"Huff, Huff, Huff..."

All he could see was a red light, and on the floor was someone lying down on their back.

"Kevin...are you...alright?"

Tedashii recognized that voice and began to feel tense. Monk noticed him louring but didn't know why. "That guy on the floor, you know him?"

"Yeah, and the one speaking. That's the guy who didn't like me at all. It's Franco and Makoto..."

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Franco and Makoto were both still compressed inside the building.

All the citizens were gazing upon the situation from the vision tower. As they witnessed their last hope of reclaiming society fade, they gave up on believing.

"They are going to die!"

"THAT'S THE SAME MAN FROM EVERY SINGLE MISSION!"

"I TOLD YOU THEY WEREN'T TRUSTWORTHY!!"

"BOOOO!!! BOOO!!! WE HATE YOU, LIARS!!!"

"WHERE IS THE PRESIDENT??!!"

The commotion only worsened, but then Mercedes spotted the camera.

"Oh, what do we have here?"

From the view of the people, it looked like he knew where they were. So he dropped his focus on the building and got closer to it.

"Is this thing on? Ah, there we go." The green light flashed to indicate it spotted movement from up close.

"Dear citizens and Mister President. As you may know for the eighteenth time now, my name is Mercedes, and I am responsible for reducing all your hopes and beliefs to dust. As you all can see, the two ronins you trusted for SUCH AN IMPORTANT JOB are on the brink of death in that very structure. And if you're asking about the other guilds, it is still futile. No matter what transport you take, at least 30 minutes is all it takes to reach the Central District."

He then looked back at the crushed building and gave it a circular shape.

CRUMBLE!! CRUMBLE!!

The building formed such a refined circle that it broke Franco's barrier. Now, all he had left to protect himself and Makoto was his body in its way.

"GYAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!" His arms and legs were well spread to keep some space around Makoto, who was still lying on the ground with his fatal wound. The inner space was getting smaller and smaller, to a point where Franco felt like they would get crushed soon enough.