Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 113 - Anti-Matter Bomb

Chapter 113 - Anti-Matter Bomb

The cybernetic handcuffs locked around Ismail Arondight's wrists with a satisfying clink, their chrome finish glinting faintly under the harsh floodlights overhead. Myrrh—now fully reverted to her human form—stood beside him, her chest rising and falling with silent triumph. She'd managed to subdue him using standard-issue KAWAII Agent tech, though I didn't dare ask how she even got her hands on that kind of gear. Knowing her, it was probably a combination of charm, hacking, and well-timed threats.

"Ismail Arondight," Myrrh began, her voice steady and commanding, edged with a chill that sent shivers down my spine. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the Xyraxis Court. You have the right to speak to an attorney and have one present during your questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided to you at the expense of the Xyraxis government. Do you understand these rights I've just recited to you?"

The way she delivered those words—cold, sharp, and precise—felt almost rehearsed, like she had been waiting years to say them. A strange déjà vu washed over me, dragging me back to our chaotic first encounter at that shady casino during our high school days. Ironically, Ismail was getting a more dignified arrest than I ever did. Back then, Myrrh simply judo-slammed me into a carpeted floor without a word about lawyers or legal rights. Some things never change.

"Now get up." Myrrh tugged at the chain between the cuffs, yanking Ismail to his feet. He stumbled slightly, his breath ragged, sweat streaking down his temples and soaking into the collar of his armored vest. The fire in his eyes had dulled—he was exhausted, cornered, and done.

Moments later, backup finally arrived. Sirens pierced the air as KAWAII Agents and armored SWAT teams stormed the area. Police drones hovered above like watchful vultures, while military trucks and vans rolled in, blocking off the highway. The once-empty overpass became a staging ground for justice. Dozens of armed personnel poured out, rounding up the remaining terrorists—each one bearing the twisted five-sided swastika tattoo of the Neo Terrestrial Reich.

"Good job, Myrrh!" Agent Feena's voice rang out as she strode toward us, her heels clicking against the pavement. Her long pink ponytail swayed with each step, catching the wind like a proud banner. She flashed a bright, proud smile as she glanced down at Ismail. "This slippery snake has evaded us for years... and you managed to collar him like it was nothing."

"Hmph." Myrrh puffed out her chest with pride, her green ribbons fluttering slightly as she struck a confident pose—her breasts bouncing ever so subtly with the motion. "It's just a basic skill," she declared, as if she hadn't just singlehandedly brought down a cyberterrorist mastermind.

Fei, Neil, and I exchanged awkward smiles. Yeah... no. That was definitely not a basic skill. What Myrrh pulled off was borderline impossible—especially considering how broken Ismail's hacking abilities were. He practically nullified all digital support within seconds. If Myrrh hadn't improvised on the fly, we'd be the ones in cuffs.

Agent Feena turned her bright eyes toward Fei and Neil, her smile never fading. "You must be Fei Xian and Neil Orbeus, right?" she said, extending her hand graciously. "Thank you both for aiding in the capture of the Neo Terrestrial Reich's acting commander. On behalf of the Xyraxis Government, and as the Officer-in-Charge of KAWAII, I'm pleased to inform you that you won't be charged with terrorism."

"Thank you, ma'am." Fei responded with a gentle bow, her jet-black hair catching the light as she dipped forward in graceful politeness.

"I'm sorry I couldn't give any solid info about the founder Eldlich Shreiber..." Neil muttered, rubbing the back of his head with a sheepish grimace. His wavy brown hair was slightly frizzed, either from stress or the earlier firefight.