"Please do me a favor."
Mihail steadied himself. Realizing that "forced long-distance teleportation" wouldn't be so easy to achieve, he glanced at Beyond questioningly.
Beyond nodded, the confident smile still playing on his lips.
Mihail turned and shouted at the mercenaries, who had just recovered from their shock. "Open fire on them!"
The mercenaries in white uniforms were disciplined and followed orders without question. On hearing Mihail's command, they barely paused to think before instinctively taking action.
Submachine guns materialized in their hands. They aimed at Gelman, who was crouched on the ground, and opened fire with a rattling burst.
"Nen Bullets" swept toward him.
Gelman retreated. At his command, the "Teleport Lantern" and "Messenger Imp" dissolved into purple motes of light.
At the same time, a jeep soared through the air and crashed toward the mercenaries like a boulder, landing with a thunderous bang.
It blocked most of the bullets and forced the mercenaries to fall back.
The one who had thrown the jeep was, of course, Biscuit.
She had understood that Gelman was about to act when their eyes met earlier. They had that much rapport.
Already prepared, she had seized the jeep beside her and hurled it at them as soon as she saw Beyond, Xiyou, and Mihail forced some distance away by the "Messenger Imp."
The jeep tumbled across the ground, kicking up dust and briefly blocking everyone's view.
"Are we making a run for it?" Shizuku asked.
No one had time to answer.
Then Beyond's penetrating voice rang out clearly.
"In the end, you chose the option I find least acceptable. What a disappointment. Why are you so unwilling to abandon the weak and choose to cooperate with those who have the ability?"
"If you can't use the lives of the weak to pave the