Outbound

Problematic

As Nero brings his foot down on the defeated men who thought they had him cornered, he can't help but chuckle. They had seriously underestimated him, thinking they had the upper hand against a simple "game character." Little did they know, his ability was no mere toy, but a lethal weapon in disguise. With a satisfied smirk, he glances around at the defeated men lying at his feet. He used all the guns the men had including the one he had. As Nero surveys the floor, a sense of unease settles over him. The air is eerily quiet, the absence of chaotic violence sending shivers down his spine. Normally, the men on this floor would still be fighting, filling the space with the sounds of intense confrontations. But now, all is eerily silent. Shortly after, Nero's ears perk up at the faint sound of approaching footsteps echoing through the silence. His eyes dart around, trying to locate the source of the disturbance. The ominous silence is broken by the steady rhythmic steps, like a predator stalking its prey. 

A the woman with green red hair appears, holding Aoi by the neck, Nero's eyes widen in shock. He immediately realizes the dire situation they find themselves in. The sight of Aoi in danger ignites a fierce protective instinct within him. However, he quickly composes himself and steps forward. "You must have one hell of an ability as a super human if you overcame Aoi." Nero says. The woman laughs coldly, her eyes gleaming with a sinister glint. "Ah, so you understand the power of a super human," she sneers, her grip on Aoi tightening slightly. "I have indeed overcome your friend here, and her power pales in comparison to mine." She relishes in the superiority, the thrill of dominance evident in her demeanor. "Nero, her ability is-" The woman immediately closes the mouth of Aoi before she finished her sentence. "Be quiet will ya? You are going to ruin my fun." She says to Aoi. Nero's jaw clenches as Aoi's words are abruptly cut off by the woman's ruthless hand. The sight of Aoi in distress only fuels his determination to handle this dangerous woman. He steadies himself, preparing for whatever may come next, while keeping Aoi's secret ability in mind. "Let her go, I'll fight you." Nero declares. The woman cackles with delight, her grip on Aoi never faltering. "Oh, you want to fight me, huh? That sounds fun," she taunts, her voice dripping with mockery. "But how about we make things interesting?" She grins wickedly, revealing her sinister plan. "If you win, I'll let your little friend here go. But if you lose, well, let's just say it won't be pretty." "Do you plan on fighting me with one hand while carrying her?" Nero asks. The woman cackles loudly, her grip on Aoi unwavering. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" she taunts, her voice filled with amusement. "Nah, I think I'll use both." With a swift movement, she tosses Aoi aside, as if she were a mere object, and turns her full attention to Nero. Her eyes gleam with eagerness as she prepares for the upcoming confrontation. 

As Nero turns his gaze towards Aoi, he expects her to speak up about the woman's power, but to his surprise, she remains silent. Aoi struggles to get back on her feet, the previous ordeal having clearly drained her. The woman taunts Nero once more, her gaze fixed on her new target. "Looks like your friend can't play anymore. It's just us now." She cracks her knuckles, ready to engage in battle. "So be it." Nero says and takes out his katana. A chilling smirk plays on the woman's lips as Nero readies his katana, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Let's dance," she taunts, her voice laced with malicious intent. She advances towards him, her movements fluid and graceful, as if she were a predator closing in on her prey. The air crackles with tension as the two adversaries prepare for the inevitable clash. Nero lunges at her meanwhile activating his rock-paper-scissors technique. He utters "Rock-Paper-Scissors-Shoot!" forcing one of woman's hands to respond. As Nero lunges at the woman, activating his rock-paper-scissors technique, she leaps back, narrowly avoiding the initial attack. However, the instant he utters "Rock-Paper-Scissors-Shoot!" she finds her instincts responding, her hand subconsciously mimicking the gesture against her will, crying out "Paper!" in response. Nero ends up throwing paper too which ends up being a draw. However, he follows up with a diagonal slash at her. Despite the initial draw, Nero's relentless onslaught continues. With lightning-fast reflexes, he follows up with a diagonal slash, his katana arcing through the air with breathtaking speed. The woman, her defenses momentarily compromised due to the forced draw, struggles to react with equal swiftness. The blade of Nero's katana halts just inches away from the woman's neck, halted by an unseen force. The woman responds with a chilling grin, seemingly unfazed by the close call. It becomes clear that she has a hidden ace up her sleeve, some ability that has protected her from harm. Nero narrows his eyes, ready to adapt to whatever comes next. 

The woman executes a swift spin kick, her foot arcing through the air with deadly precision. Nero, quick to adapt to her attack, swerves out of the way just in time, evading the brunt of the kick. The blade of his katana narrowly misses her, its path adjusted by a fraction of an inch. Did she just stop my movement without doing anything? Maybe she is using telekinesis? Nero's mind races, analyzing the situation. The woman had seemingly halted his movement without lifting a finger, suggesting the use of telekinesis. He realizes that she possesses powers that extend beyond mere physical prowess, capable of affecting his very actions. As the woman and Nero continue their intense exchange, a new sound becomes audible, the clanking of chains growing louder. Both combatants turn their attention towards the direction of the noise, wary of the approaching figure.