Chapter 32 - CH 24: MIDNIGHT EXECUTION (5) (2/2)
Crack!!!
The weak sound of something breaking could be heard.
Crack!!! crack!! crack!!!
This was followed by many such sounds. Muscular was about to give the last hit on the head of the child, but suddenly, he took a step back.
BOOM!!!
A bullet passed by where he previously was. He immediately began to run as he was taking cover. It was the right call to make since,
BOOM!!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!
Three gunshots immediately followed the first one. One missed, One grazed his left leg, the last one pierced his right arm but was stopped by a large number of fiber muscles.
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”Shit! Shit! Shit!”
Hina was extremely frustrated. Had it been anyone a little older, she would have simply watched without interfering. But not a child. There's no way she would let a child die on her watch once again. She spoke with a rushed voice,
”Brother, target change. Concentrate on that bastard and don't let him come close to the child.”
”What about the bounty?”, this was her brother's voice.
She screamed,
”F.U.C.K THE BOUNTY!!! NOW SHE ISN'T THE PRIORITY.”, she continued
”Asa go save that child. But do it gently. We don't know how many fractures he has.”
”Roger.”
”Understood.”
She didn't care about their answer. She did a quick reload and begin to shot once again. She couldn't kill him, but she wouldn't let him have it easy. Her shoots were slowly but surely driving him towards where Mujitsu was hidden.
In her heart, she understood that she did something foolish. If she and her brother used this moment to target Michelle, the success chance would be close to absolute. But she rather has to beg those bastards higher up for more reinforcement than to let that child die.
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Mujitsu sighed. He was different from his sister, despite his name, he was far from representing some innocent justice. He didn't care about the life and death of a child who bites more than he could chew.
His sister made the wrong decision. But that was her choice. He simply had to support her and clean up behind her.
(That's was how a big brother should act.)
He thought as he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and put a hand around the handle of a sword that was sheathed on his that sheathed was on his hip.
He slowly took a stance. It was a drawing stance.
The moment Muscular come close enough, he suddenly opened his eyes... They were Blood red.
The world around him lost most of its color and become composed of only three. Black, white and red. The red color took the form of lines of different lengths and thicknesses that were covered everything around him. It was his quirk. Eyes of Balor. The eyes that brought death and destruction.
His hand tightened around the sword. Veins began to bulge around his arm, and,
”First style: FLASH!!”
He drew it at an impossible speed and swung three times. Those swings traced three of the red lines on the wall before he sheathed the sword once again.
If someone could follow those swing, they would see that the sword was entirely made out of wood. Despite this, the wall in front of him was completely cut apart.
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Muscular was stunned as he saw the wall behind him being cut apart like tofu. He became a little wary. He was a battle maniac, not suicidal.
When the dust settled, he saw blood-red eyes staring fixedly at him. Those eyes were dead. It was like the man wasn't even looking at him. That, more than anything, Pissed him so much that he decided to throw caution to the wind and pounced on that bastard.
Even as he did this, he could clearly hear those words
”Foolish.”
At this moment, this instant, all his instinct screamed to him to flee. But it was already too... Late?
”Oi!!! you bastard. Don't touch him. He is mine.”
A child suddenly appeared between him and the man. It was only then that he saw a sword just in front of his eyes. This sword though had been stopped by the hand a the masked child.
Muscular felt another chill on his back as he looked at the said child. His mask had been partially torn, showing a part of his upper face. Once again, blood-red eyes were staring at him. But this time, it wasn't a dead-looking stare, but one filled with...Madness.
(AN 2: As I wrote this last line and thought about how I will write intermission chapters in the next two days, I suddenly understood how animation houses and Mangaka must feel when they do flashback episodes/chapters just as the excitement is at the max. It feels pretty good to give such a cliff ????????. )