"That boy's going to be a pain in the ass to get hold of..." Grumbles the woman with her large breasts and blue-black hair, dressed in a feminine outfit with a very revealing neckline.
She flies toward Kentaro so that she can stop him from running away and carry on with the mission that Yuuma Amano ended up not fulfilling with resilience.
On a busy avenue, there was a small forest to the side that was separated by a long stone railing… and inside was Kentaro fleeing through the shadows to lose sight of her.
"I think that's all right for now..." He continued flying and slowly descended to the ground so that he could breathe a little and take fewer steps to rest.
However, 5 meters in front of him, the Woman had descended with all her strength to the ground to prevent Kentaro from escaping... and began to walk slowly towards him.
"If it's no problem, put your boat in place..." Kalawarna said in an arrogant tone as he summoned a spear of light in his right hand. "You're the empty vessel I've been ordered to dispose of."
Kentaro reversed his steps and tried to observe her from a distance to think of what to do against her power that could easily annihilate him.
"That spear of light is my weakness, if I'm hit by it anywhere on my body... I'll be drastically weakened." Reflecting her point, his eyes watched that glittering spear shining on her hand, which faded and glowed simultaneously.
"If you can let me do my job of killing him, I'd appreciate it... please." Kalawarna arrogantly begs the boy to surrender for good.
"Wow... what a great job you've got, it's a shame you're going to fall like dried shit on the floor, you bitch." Kentaro sneered as he continued to stare at her arrogant face and her strong tendency to belittle others.
"Highlight that word (Work) because you don't even have that yet." She teased in an insufferable tone as She twirled his spear of light using only his right hand. "I really wanted to understand how you're alive." She finished whispering, his voice clear in the boy's mind.
As he briefly recalled when he was almost killed, he recognized the whispering voice that had ended up in his mind... it was Kalawarna herself, who had been tormenting him until he fell into her trap of attraction.
Yuuma's failure had only led the council of fallen members to turn to another fallen angel to take care of their failed mission... apart from the fact that the council itself anticipates many objectives other than exterminating certain humans belonging to sacred weapons because in their minds, humans don't deserve a divine blessing.
"I see... so it's you." Kentaro whispered, understanding everything as he stopped walking backward and positioned himself to fight as he had against Yuuma.
Above the forest, the weather was dense, the wind whipping through their hair as cars sped along the avenue on the opposite side of the railing... the sounds of the city and nature took over the boy's mind.
"Right, raise your right hand, close your eyes, and imagine the most powerful image you can." Rias Gremory's voice ended up echoing in Kentaro's head, reminding him of what she had told him to do to summon his weapon for the first time.
Kentaro's right hand begins to glow strongly and shows the crimson mark of the Gremory Clan that belonged to him at the time he converted his soul into a demon.
"The mark of the Gremory Clan?!" Kalawarna exclaimed in a tone of surprise at realizing that Kentaro belonged to a clan where one of the family's superiors was the current Lucifer... Sirzechs Gremory.
"Do you like it? I got it as a gift from a close friend over there." Kentaro said in a proud tone, opening one eye and watching her from afar. "You can quicken your steps, Bitch."
"Hahaha! My name is Kalawarna for starters." She laughs a lot listening to his false confidence and states her real name to the boy. "I never imagined that the Gremory clan would accept you... this will only give me another good reason to annihilate you!"
She spreads her wings eagerly and flies quickly towards Kentaro to finish him off... but she didn't expect what might happen after that.
"Boosted Gear… Resurgence." Kentaro whispers while his eyes are closed, and after saying the name of his Sacred Gear, his right forearm begins to glow strongly as it was the same way before.
A blast of wind starts to come out of Kentaro's body after summoning his sacred weapon, Boosted Gear... with just one movement of his forearm, he points it upwards and uses his left hand to hold his forearm, which was equipped with his weapon.
"What the fuck?!" Kalawarna was thrown backward by the onslaught of wind she ended up taking, but Kentaro had already begun to execute his first attack.
With his right hand pointed forward, a powerful greenish laser came out of his emerald-colored spherical pearl... completely hitting the body of the fallen Angel, who had already been knocked back by the powerful wind created by the summoning of the Boosted Gear.
"Ghraaaaaaa!!!" Kalawarna cried out in agony as his clothes began to disintegrate from the powerful attack he had taken from Kentaro.
Kentaro's eyes opened, and he realized that he had managed to summon his sacred weapon for the first time... and he gave a small smile at his first achievement.
"That's not possible... a sacred garment?! How?!" Kalawarna was startled by this, as she hadn't expected a boy like him to invoke his birth blessing so easily.
"Exactly, did you like it? I hope so... if not, cry immediately and do the L." Kentaro asked wryly and at the end he put his left hand pointed forward making the (L) gesture, mocking the situation.
"That idiot is still playing with the situation... I urgently need to report all this to my superior." Reflected Kalawarna as he quickly spread his wings and fled from the presence of Kentaro who was heavily equipped.
"She ended up fleeing as expected..." Kentaro said as he closed his wings and his Boosted Gear was still active on his right forearm.
He watched it carefully and appreciated the beauty it brought when summoned with such style... "This weapon is really beautiful up close." He reflected with his eyes focused on his weapon.