To Survive A Harem System - Lucas Owens' Edition

43 - FIZZ

Not a single Devil Rider dared to speak up as we went to pick up our fair share of "our" bikes.

"We can just take them, right?" El asked.

"Of course!" Aqua exclaimed with her arms crossed. "We're going to need them to get the rest of our classmates back! Plus, these guys owe us quite some interest."

"I hope the others are okay..." Ruby muttered.

"You can't defeat the leader of the Devil Riders!" One of the Devil Riders yelled. Either it was out of bravery or out of idiocy, I don't know. "Our boss will deal with you so fast you'll never see it coming!"

I squatted down next to the Devil Rider.

"Your second-in-command sure gave me some trouble. But I'm sure we can beat your boss." I smirked. "We have the Madam."

Over at the remains of the battlefield, John stood before the mountain of bikes.

"Ooh... Look at you, ya pretty thing." John muttered, picking one of the bikes back up.

The motorcycles had all the mods that Hell's transportation is known for. This one having a black design with flames on them. It is decorated with ornamental skulls and pointy spikes. This design screamed punk and it was quite evident who these bikes belonged to.

Well... Used to belong to.

"But look at what they have done to you. Let's bring out your true beauty, shall we?" Murmured John to the bike.

Halbmond began to glow and liquify, trickling down from his wrist to his finger. A drop formed on his finger and fell. Landing on the bike, the drop of the Halbmond covered the entire bike in a bluish light. Once it had settled down, the bike had turned back into its stock market appearance. The paint job had turned into a red and orange with a few yellow highlights.

"The Firebolt X..." John felt the handle of the bike. "What an amazing thing..."

He turned the key, which was still in the keyhole, and turned it on.

"Now let me hear you purr." He whispered as he revved it. The roar of the engine was powerful and satisfying. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff."

...

Okay.

El came up to John and smacked him on the back side of his head.

"That's disgusting." She told her brother bluntly. "Don't do that again, bro."

"What? These are FIREBOLTS! Every single one here!" He protested. "They are known for their speed and control! They are called Firebolts for a reason!"

El just let out a long sigh of disappointment in her brother.

"The combination of John and vehicles aren't your thing, huh?" Azrael commented.

"Ugh... Don't remind me! Those times on the Hell Highways were torture!" El exclaimed.

A grin grew on Azrael's face.

"Now I know your weakness~!" She teased El.

El turned and glared at Azrael. "Don't try me."

And there's the sparks! Right on queue.

"Stop!" Illya intervenes. "If you want to fight her, you'll have to go through me first!"

And there comes Illya. How wonderful.

El rolled her eyes. "Against me as always, Illya..."

"Your sister sure doesn't like Elaina, huh?" Rose deduced, walking up to me.