Throwing the book into the air, it dissipated into particles of shards and was absorbed into the ring with the cube Shiro Oni wore.
Clap—!
The once quiet and serene alley was now filled with clapping sounds.
Looking at the direction the sound coming from, Shiro Oni found a group of five staring down at him on the rooftop.
"That was a good technique you used right there, White Demon."
Said the woman with long black hair tied into a long ponytail, standing at the front of the group. As she jumped down, the rest of them followed.
Shiro Oni quietly inspected them for a moment, finding out that they were Dystopia's Combat Division members.
The black-haired woman, Valka, brought her hands across her chest, crossing them in front of her body. She was also inspecting the man with the oni mask in front of her.
"What is that technique, I wonder. I've never seen it before, care to tell me?"
