Not to mention the members of the Judgement Court and the Night Watchers.
His gaze swept over the crowd and fixed on the white-haired girl for a moment, eyes filled with admiration.
"They are just a bunch of nobodies. The only one who could destroy us all hasn't matured yet. We're safe for at least ten years. No matter what the Ether Association plans today, we won't let them have their way. We must show them whose territory Tokyo truly is!" the Think Tank boasted confidently.
He seemed brimming with confidence, assured of his victory.
For a brief moment, rainwater was gently trodden over, rippling outward.
Someone walked indifferently across the devastated overpass. Her steps were so light, yet as heavy as thunder, and her deep brown trench coat flapped in the wild wind, exuding an overwhelming presence.
Her cold and stunning face bore no adornments, the corner of her eyes stained with a vivid crimson like blood.
Such majesty.
Such murderous intent.
Thud.
