Several minutes earlier
"Hey bro I think the fighting stopped."
"What really bro? Ah bro-.....I mean uhhh mister Bob...sir...are you sure we should keep waiting in here?"
"Yeah mister Bob, I mean what if that person is dead and we didn't bother to help him?
In a enclosed secret space next to the janitor room was two muscular young men and one muscular middle-age man. The middle-age bald man was modifying various gadgets and a particular weapon in front of him.
"Boy don't talk too much, our oxygen level in here is limited and call me Bob."
"Sorry si- we mean Bob", both young men shouted at the same time. Luckily the secret room was sound proof, but sadly cut off from electricity due to a certain pink girl diverting power to power up the sentry turrets.
"Now as for the original question, I'm sure whoever is out there finished dealing with the small fishes. But those fishes aren't our target remember?"
"Yeah Ha-eun is..."
"How can you tell that person killed all those peop-...things!"
"Sigh....damn kids don't think before they talk", muttered the middle-age man, Bob the janitor, "Well for starters, that person diverted power from my secret room to most likely power the sentry turrets. Now quiet and let me finish the last step here."
Both young men nodded simultaneously while Bob and them were sweating profusely in the cramp space due to the low oxygen.
"Psst hey Freddie."
"Yeah Mercury?"
"Who do you think is out there beating those monsters?"
"Well it's not Mark that's for sure and Veronica doesn't seem smart enough to activate the turrets. So my guess is either Dean McLovin or the cruel princess."
"Let's hope it's McLovin. I don't want to deal with her bro."
"Same bro."
Both young men were whispering to each other even though Bob can hear them, but he let it be as they were about to get out of this cramp room.
The young man named Mercury, belonging to House Braveshield at a Count noble level, is ranked 18 of the 4th years and his power is projecting an energy shield. His appearance is shoulder-length green hair with golden eyes and a fairly bushy mustache that complements his bronze skin. Overall he was handsome just like every Esper but not as handsome as Mark von Harem.
The other young man named Freddie, who's full name is Frederick Bulsara and belonging to a noble family of the same name, is ranked 99 of the 4th years. His power is a little strange as any object that he touches and throws result in a 100% accuracy. The reason his ranking is near the 3 digits, is because of the mixture of average grades and his limited weapon choices for the practical exams. Now for his appearance he also has bronze skin but with black hair turned into a buzzcut and brown eyes. He was also handsome but not as much as Mercury.
Both men standing side by side look like brothers, but they were only childhood friends who trained together and are generally seen at the gym more than even Dean, who was known as the training fanatic. But unlike Dean, the two young men generally work on their muscles thus making both of them as equally large and muscular as Bob.
"And...done"
"Finally"
"Fuck yeah we can leave. Wait, how do we leave?"
"Oh yeah there's no electricity."
"Shut it both of ya. Now uh...Fred? Here take these acid bombs and javelin, but remember to aim for her head or chest area. And Mercury take these steel cables, with your power you can get close to her and lasso her up. I already tied them into a rope lasso so it should be good to go."
Bob gave the two their weapons or gadgets, both painstakingly took hours to make since they hid in here after the 'incident'.
"But ummm...Bob...shouldn't I get that cool looking gun", Mercury said while pointing at a heavily modified gun that took Bob hours to stich together.
"Boy if you could aim well like a marine then I'd give it to ya like a birthday present, all nice and pretty. So the answer is no."
In Bob's hand was a old marksmen rifle that was modified into a cryo gun from various parts and with the cryo core taken from his personal storage as he kept it after it was replaced by a newer core model.
The gun looked like a M14 but the wood parts were replaced with carbon and with various wires sticking out around the gun but where the magazine used to be, was the blue cryo core, turning the former marksmen rifle into a glowing blue cryo gun with an estimated range of 10 meters.....or at least Bob secretly hope the range reached that far.
"Now we're leaving through the vents above us. We should fit inside...well at least the ground floor vents.
"And the creepy crawly things?"
"Yeah those hand looking things"
"I'll go up first and freeze any that I see while long hair activates his power behind us in case any sneak up. Got it?"
Bob's deep voice was commanding even though he was normally a grunt during his service years, but it was enough to pump up both Freddie and Mercury.
"Yes Sir!", both yelled at the same time.
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Present Time
Dean was still hanging on the ceiling by the electric cable staring at Ha-eun quickly recovering from the electric shock.
"Kid...I mean McLovin, you hear me?"
Bob's whisper was raised a little from the ceiling vent as he and the other two finally reached their destination in time; he recognize Dean after seeing him up close which was a relief as it'll make things easier for them with Dean's telekinesis.
"I hear you", Dean's cold emotionless voice was low but enough for Bob and even the other two to hear.
"Ok good, hey boy pass the steel cables. Now I'm leaving this hanging above you so it's up to you on how you can slow or trap that crazy bitch so me and Fred can hit her where it hurts."
Dean looked slightly up to see a steel cable tied into a rope peeking out of the open ceiling vent.
"Hey glasses, why're you talking to yourself?", a feminine arrogant demonic voice snapped Dean back to in front of him where Ha-eun finished recovering.
"Why don't you come down here? But don't take it the wrong way because I'm engaged...."
Ha-eun was still playing around with Dean despite chasing after him for several minutes. But Dean finally has a solution against her and this time it came from survivors. He slowly slid off as Ha-eun was almost finished talking.
"And I just want to rip your head off to hang it like a trophy~."
The steel-skinned young woman was acting 'cute' as she said that line.
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A/N: It's not like Ha-eun wasn't honest with her feelings hmph.