As they approached the prison walls, Akuma could feel her heart pounding in her chest. This was it, she thought. This was the moment of truth.
Zela, Kaito, and Lila were all gathered around her, their faces set with determination. They had come too far to turn back now.
"Okay, let's review the plan," Kaito said, his voice low and steady. "Akuma and Zela will create a diversion at the front gate, while Lila and I sneak in through the back. Once we're inside, we'll meet up and make our way to the cell block where Zela's mother is being held."
Akuma nodded, her mind racing with the details of the plan. She knew that it was a risk, but she also knew that they had to try.
As they approached the front gate, Akuma could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She took a deep breath, and then nodded to Zela.
Together, they charged forward, creating a diversion at the front gate. The guards were caught off guard, and they stumbled to respond to the sudden attack.
Meanwhile, Lila and Kaito snuck in through the back, avoiding the guards and making their way to the cell block.
As Akuma and Zela fought their way through the guards, Akuma couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for Zela. The noblewoman was a skilled fighter, and she was holding her own against the guards.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they made their way to the cell block. Lila and Kaito were already there, waiting for them.
"Which cell is Zela's mother in?" Akuma asked, her voice low and urgent.
Lila nodded, her eyes scanning the row of cells. "She's in cell 17," she said. "But we have to be careful. The guards are going to be on high alert after our diversion."
Akuma nodded, her mind racing with the plan. She knew that they had to move fast, before the guards realized what was happening.
Together, they made their way to cell 17, avoiding the guards and keeping a low profile. As they approached the cell, Akuma could feel her heart pounding in her chest. This was it, she thought. This was the moment of truth.
Zela's mother was sitting in the cell, her eyes fixed on the wall. She looked old and frail, and Akuma's heart went out to her.
"Mother?" Zela said, her voice trembling. "Is that you?"
The woman's eyes flickered, and then she looked up. Her eyes widened as she saw Zela, and then she smiled.
"Zela?" she said, her voice weak. "Is that you?"
Zela nodded, tears streaming down her face. "Yes, Mother," she said. "It's me. I've come to rescue you."
The woman's eyes filled with tears, and she reached out a frail hand. Zela took it, holding it tightly as they shared a moment of tender reunion.
Akuma felt a lump form in her throat as she watched the scene unfold. She knew that this was a moment that Zela and her mother would never forget.
But as they stood there, basking in the glow of their reunion, Akuma knew that they couldn't stay there for long. The guards would be coming soon, and they had to be ready.
"Okay, let's get moving," Akuma said, her voice low and urgent. "We have to get out of here before the guards arrive."
Zela nodded, her eyes still shining with tears. "Yes," she said. "Let's go."
Together, they made their way out of the cell block, avoiding the guards and keeping a low profile. As they emerged into the cool night air, Akuma felt a sense of relief wash over her. They had done it, she thought. They had rescued Zela's mother.
But as they made their way back to their hideout, Akuma knew that their journey was far from over. They still had to face Lady Haruka, and they still had to bring her to justice.
And as they walked, Akuma couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. What lay ahead, she wondered. What challenges would they face, and how would they overcome them?
But for now, Akuma just smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. They had rescued Zela's mother, and they had taken a major step towards bringing Lady Haruka to justice.
And as they walked off into the night, Akuma knew that they would face whatever lay ahead, together.