"Another one dealt with."
Hoshino returned to the car. Strangely, even after walking through the torrential rain, her body was still as dry as ever, as if the rain simply did not exist.
An Originium Art involving high temperatures?
And those petals did not seem to be mere misdirection. The shrine maiden's blade possessed power beyond ordinary imagination; Bison had already learned as much from the paper files.
"By the way, how did you know where they were?"
"The intuition of an Abyssal Hunter."
Hoshino answered without changing her expression. She certainly would not tell Bison that whenever she received this sort of mission, a map automatically appeared in her mind, marking every enemy position like radar.
"Then why couldn't Miss Skadi sense them?"
"..."
Hoshino fell silent for a moment. "I stripped away her senses and temporarily made her blind. Skadi has been working nonstop for years already. Can't I let her take a vacation?"
"So she's weaker than you?"
"Yes."
Hoshino answered without hesitation. In truth, Skadi was not weak at all. When her tidal greatsword swung, it could shake mountains. But compared to Hoshino at her peak, she was still far from enough.
The army-green jeep tore through the rain as it sped onward. Its xenon headlights cast a ghastly white light, sweeping around like the eyes of a beast. It was forever hungry, forever hunting.
"Go, go, go!"
Exusiai shouted as she floored the accelerator, pushing the vehicle to its limit.
Though they were only protecting this city out of necessity, she displayed the glee of a medieval witch hunter. To Exusiai, the terrifying pilgrims hiding in Lungmen were as fun as a game of whack-a-mole.
The tables had turned.
More importantly, watching others fight was more interesting than fighting herself, no matter how eager Exusiai