Qi Wu and Layton faced off in the square. Gray mist veiled the silver moonlight, leaving only a murky darkness. In the distance, four spatial disturbances grew increasingly violent, like four bombs about to detonate.
"Captain!" Lilith's anxious voice came from inside the Human Emperor Hall. "The teleportation cores are about to activate!"
Qi Wu did not turn around. His gaze remained locked on Layton, whose gray-white eyes resembled two dead stars, reflecting his figure. He knew he had to make a choice.
Should he deal with the half-human, half-demon monster before him first, or destroy the teleportation cores that were about to turn the Imperial Capital into an inferno?
Just as he weighed his options, two figures swept past him.
Angelina spread her golden wings of light and flew out through the breach in the Human Emperor Hall, the light law gathering around her into a suit of flowing armor. She did not look at Qi Wu, merely leaving him with one sentence. "Leave the eastern core to me." Her voice was clear as spring water, yet carried an unquestionable resolve. With a beat of her golden wings, she became a streak of light and vanished into the eastern night sky.
Svarog strode out carrying another Great Axe, the bronze muscles of his bare upper body gleaming like metal under the red alarm lights.
He hefted the Great Axe onto his shoulder, his gray-blue eyes sweeping across the southern horizon. "The south is mine." His voice was rough and steady, like low thunder rolling across the square.
The flagstones beneath his feet shattered as he shot into the southern night sky like a cannonball.
Watching the directions in which they had disappeared, Qi Wu felt his spirits lift. He waved theatrically at the now-empty night sky and called, "Good