"Did you really think a few bullets was gonna end all of this? If that were the case, I'd be dead long before we ever met~" Jotou let out a giggle and spun her blade under her eyes.
While the cultists fumbled or adeptly reloaded their firearms, Jotou gave them and the green-haired woman a sideways glance and a sigh, "Is this really all I can expect from the great Deuctus Cult? The one I heard so much about?
Caused a great fire, hundreds of thousands massacred, even more injured. Here they are, hopping from warehouse to warehouse like a bunch of rats who lost their nest," her eyes sparked-
"Hygah!" a shriek before the sounds of clashing. "TSHWING! FLING! CLISHNG!" Jotou parried every strike from the yo-yos ejected by the force of wind.
