The air in the industrial district hung heavy with tension as Company 8 approached the heart of the chaos. Smoke billowed into the sky, and the unmistakable roar of an Infernal echoed through the empty streets. Kazuki gripped the hilt of his Asauchi tightly, feeling the weight of the situation but maintaining his calm demeanor.
His synchronization with the template had reached 20%, and the recent unlocking of Hohō techniques had given him newfound agility. Still, Kazuki understood that raw power wasn't enough this mission demanded teamwork and precision.
"Stay focused," Obi ordered, his voice firm. "We're dealing with both an Infernal and possible White-Clad interference. Stick to the plan."
Kazuki moved into position on the left flank, as instructed, his eyes scanning the area for signs of danger. The Infernal was in full view now, its massive, flame-covered body wreaking havoc on the abandoned buildings. Two figures clad in the White-Clad's distinct robes stood nearby, their stances exuding confidence.
"They're here," Shinra muttered from his position beside Obi. "It's never just a simple Infernal."
Kazuki nodded, keeping his eyes on the White-Clad. They made no immediate moves, observing the situation like predators waiting for the right moment to strike. Kazuki's grip on his sword tightened as he calculated his next move.
Obi's voice cut through the tension. "Shinra, Arthur, engage the Infernal. Kazuki, cover the left flank in case they try to circle us. Maki, keep an eye on their movements and back us up as needed. Hinawa, you're with me for suppressive fire."
Kazuki darted to his assigned position, his movements fluid and precise thanks to his mastery of Shunpo. The speed felt exhilarating, but he remained grounded, focusing on the task at hand.
The Infernal roared, lashing out with its fiery limbs. Shinra launched himself forward, flames propelling him as he aimed a blazing kick at the creature's torso. Arthur followed closely behind, his plasma blade cutting through the air with precision.
Kazuki stayed on high alert, keeping his attention on the White-Clad figures. One of them finally moved a tall, muscular man with a scarred face. He stepped forward, summoning a spiraling flame in his hand.
"I'll handle him!" Shinra called out, adjusting his trajectory to intercept the White-Clad operative.
Kazuki remained where he was, watching as Shinra and the scarred man clashed. Sparks flew as fire met fire, their battle intensifying with each strike. Meanwhile, the second White-Clad figure a shorter, more slender individual began circling the battlefield, their movements calculated and deliberate.
"They're looking for an opening," Kazuki thought, tracking their every step.
The Infernal roared again, shifting its attention to Maki and Hinawa. Maki's iron fists landed heavy blows, her controlled bursts of firepower forcing the creature to stagger. Hinawa provided covering fire, his precision unmatched as he aimed for the Infernal's weak points.
Kazuki's senses sharpened as the second White-Clad figure approached his flank. They raised a hand, sending a jet of flames in his direction. Kazuki reacted instantly, disappearing in a blur of motion and reappearing behind them.
"Too slow," Kazuki muttered, swinging his Asauchi in a controlled arc.
The White-Clad narrowly dodged, their flames flaring defensively. They didn't speak, their focus entirely on the fight. Kazuki pressed the advantage, using his enhanced speed to strike from multiple angles. His attacks were precise, forcing his opponent to retreat step by step.
The rest of Company 8 was gaining ground as well. Shinra delivered a powerful kick that sent the scarred man sprawling, while Arthur's relentless strikes kept the Infernal off balance. Obi and Hinawa coordinated seamlessly, their experience and teamwork evident in every move.
Kazuki's opponent suddenly lunged forward, flames erupting around them in a desperate attempt to gain the upper hand. Kazuki sidestepped effortlessly, his Shunpo carrying him out of harm's way.
"You're outmatched," he said calmly, his blade steady.
The White-Clad operative growled but didn't respond. Their attacks grew more erratic, and it was clear they were struggling to keep up with Kazuki's speed and precision. With one final strike, Kazuki forced them back, their flames sputtering as they stumbled away.
"Retreat!" the scarred man shouted, clearly realizing the tide of the battle had turned.
The White-Clad operatives regrouped, their expressions grim as they disappeared into the shadows.
Kazuki didn't lower his guard until he was certain they were gone. He sheathed his Asauchi, turning his attention back to the rest of the team.
The Infernal let out a final roar as Maki and Arthur delivered the finishing blow, its flames extinguishing in a burst of smoke. The battlefield fell silent, save for the crackle of dying embers.
Obi regrouped with the team, his expression a mix of relief and satisfaction. "Good work, everyone. No casualties, and the White-Clad were forced to retreat. That's a win in my book."
Kazuki nodded silently, his focus shifting inward. The system's panel appeared before him, displaying his updated synchronization rate: 21%.
The battle had pushed him closer to mastering the template, and the unlocking of Hohō had proven invaluable. But Kazuki knew there was still a long road ahead. For now, he would focus on honing his skills and supporting Company 8 in their mission to uncover the truth behind the White-Clad's actions.
The team began their journey back to headquarters, the weight of the day's events settling over them.