Dark Night City, Flesh District.
Two minutes earlier, a piercing alarm had resounded over all of Dark Night City. The pedestrians had been evacuated from the streets, and the entire Flesh District had been locked down as quickly as possible.
Out on the streets, Sir Awen and the others gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with urgency as they raced toward the area as fast as they could.
Because just two minutes earlier...
They had discovered that they had lost all sense of and contact with Colossus.
With Colossus's speed, the outskirts were practically a single step away for her. Even if something else had delayed her, she would never have suddenly vanished from their senses.
"Colossus! Are you there?!"
Boom-
The window of the building where Colossus lived was blasted open in an instant as psionic energy surged.
Sir Awen leaped up and swiftly landed inside the room, his gaze darting about in search of Colossus. But the worst had happened.
The room was empty.
They had lost contact with Colossus.
"There are no signs of a fight or a struggle."
Sir Awen frowned and quickly began probing the entire area.
The bed was still warm, which meant Colossus should have been in this room not long ago. But only two minutes had passed since they had rushed over. Where could she have gone?
"Could she have cut off contact with us herself?"
The Self-Binding Angel frowned.
"Impossible."
Sir Awen said gravely,
"That's not how she does things. Besides, here in Dark Night City, right under our noses, what could possibly make her take a risk alone?"
But if that wasn't the case, how could a powerful Origin suddenly disappear right under their noses?
Then there was probably only one possibility.
"I'm afraid she encountered the same thing as