Bullets screamed through the air, tearing past drifting dust and shards of glass falling from the ruined buildings around them. Yet the woman—Kaori—moved within that rain of fire as if gravity and the laws of logic no longer applied to her. Her body glided weightlessly, each step quick, each strike precise. Her blade flashed, deflecting projectiles with a relentless clang! clang! clang!, sparks bursting in the air.
"No way… she's not human!" one rebel shouted, his fingers trembling on the trigger.
In an instant, a streak of silver cut across his vision. He didn't even have time to scream. His body froze, then his head separated cleanly from his shoulders, rolling across the dusty asphalt. The man beside him stood rigid, his mouth open but soundless, until blood sprayed across his face.
Kaori had already vanished from sight.
