The Devil

...!

Those on the roof, get down!

Ahh!

Reunion's sniper...

(I even made sure to prepare for ranged attacks, but how does he pack this much firepower...?)

That's not enough to save your life. You'll die before your sniper can land a shot on me.

...Wait. Were you arrested by the L.G.D. before?

...

Your bunch caused him a great deal of grief. But it's nothing compared to what Ursus did to us.

He missed that shot on purpose, dear Madam. We'll spare your life this once, so take this as a gesture of kindness.

Right now, the seeds of unrest have been sown within the L.G.D.

It was your organization's corruption and negligence that gave him the chance to cooperate with us.

...Reunion scum, you know nothing about this world.

Were you trying to say something profound?

Did you think that Faust was rescued by Reunion?

There were many Infected in the L.G.D. at the time.

Twenty-one.

...

Did you think that at least four of them would side with Reunion?

But even those four were set up by me. After they got in contact with you, did you lock one of them up?

Very clever, Madam. She ran away.

Have you still not realized the situation you're now in?

Of course I've figured it out. My squad has been crushed, and I'm the only one left.

Our forces wandering around outside are hopelessly weak, and my comrades have basically lost their will to fight.

Is this what you wanted to hear me say?

I suppose you're not that arrogant after all.

Well then... Come, my guards.

Rise.

Ugh... argh... Ooaarrrggh!!!

What did you do?!

The bits of Originium on their bodies... are growing?

The Originium will pierce through their bodies and become their new form.

Behold, Officer. These are my guards, my immortal guards.

GRAAAAAAGHHH!!

Take it all, my herd, my comrades...

Fwoo...

Powder...?

My comrades need healing. They need me.

Arts? All squads, be on alert! The enemy commander is casting wide-range Arts using some kind of powder!

Don't worry, Madam. This does not concern you, as you are not my comrade.

Ugh... Aagghh—

...Unghh... Nnngh!

Nghhhaaahghh...

Grrraaaaaaaaaaaghh!

...Blood!! Blood!! Aaaargh!!! Aaaaaggh!!!

Quiet now.

...

Madam Ch'en, it's looking bad...

All the defeated Reunion members started to transform into hulking monstrosities after coming in contact with that powder!

They've started attacking us again, and they're slowly moving towards our defense line!

Just how many of them have transformed?

All of them!

...!

They are my herd, as well as my brethren.

G7, G6.

...Urgh.

You...

They shall never fall, because I will take away all their pain.

You're just manipulating them like puppets. How can you call them your brethren?

I see no difference between the two. For the greater good, we are willing to become anything.

If this is what you call the greater good... Looks like you're the only one I need to get rid of.

You have a sense of purpose, and the will to get it done. I'm quite drawn to you, Madam.

Focus your fire! Hurry! Aim at the enemy commander!

...

Urrrrgghhhh...

But you'll find that my guards are not so easily defeated.

They just blocked the explosion with their flesh... and they're completely unscathed?!

That amount of firepower... should've been enough to blast through a layer of the city's fortified walls!

Don't waste your effort.

Wounds will heal. Flesh will harden. Life will return.

Their weapons cannot hurt my guards. After all, I prepared them especially for you.

Rise, my comrades. Don't let anyone interfere with our conversation.

Madam Ch'en, Reunion is attacking us wave after wave! We can't defeat them using conventional methods!

Damn it, do they not feel any pain?!

The other squads are also in the same situation! The Reunion members outside have also started moving. They keep charging towards the headquarters, trying to attack our security facilities!

Prioritize taking care of the enemies in your immediate vicinity!

Out of my way!

Madam Ch'en, these things have no sense of feeling at all! They've completely surrounded the L.G.D. Headquarters!

We're being forced into melee combat! We won't be able to support you!

Take care of yourselves.

Roger!

Majestic, isn't it? After so many battles, their minds seem to have fallen apart, but their bodies are still healthy and strong.

Sheer strength seems to be able to slightly make up for mistakes in decision-making.

At least we'll have ample time to slowly talk through our issues.

I'd like to have a fruitful discussion with you, Madam, about things that aren't related to this battle.

There's no need for that.

I'll just kill you right now.

You're fast!

...

But not fast enough.

!

She deflected my shot with her blade?

...

That black-haired kid has a good read on my movements.

Tsk... Looks like their plan is to harass me with sniper shots, and then predict my movements while blocking me off.

Sorry, Madam. I can pretty much predict all your possible moves. All I need to do is block you off a bit.

This way, you'll never be able to close the gap. So, which do you prefer? Sharp arrows, explosive bolts, or heavy spikes?

...

Looks like you really came here prepared.

But when a chessmaster finishes his preparations, he's assuming that his opponent will be playing the other color.

(Wait, why is my powder still sticking to her body...?)

(So that's what's going on, I see...)

I'm not good with the theoretical stuff like you, but I simply come prepared for everything.

Your chessboard cannot contain me, brat. I am no chess piece. I am Lungmen's blade.

Hmm...

The line between bravery and stupidity is fine indeed.

Or were you planning to pull out some kind of trump card? If I remember correctly, I've never seen you use that other sword of yours in combat.

Surely it's not just there for decoration, right?

Hah.

This sword was not meant to be drawn against the likes of you.

You aren't worth of it, no matter what.

However, you must pay for your sins, for all you've done to the innocent people of Lungmen and Chernobog.

...

Right here, right now.

This belongs to you now.

I don't need it.

Well, just treat it as a loan.

Are you not afraid?

Afraid of what? You turning against me?

Yes.

No, I am not.

Why's that?

Because I am not scared of death.

...

This is no ordinary weapon. You'll gradually come to understand it.

Do not waste its power on trivial things. A dragonslaying sword shall only be unsheathed against a worthy enemy.

Who you choose to draw this sword upon is entirely up to you.

(...This sword is still hibernating.)

(You still refuse to be unsheathed even in this situation...)

(But right now, Chi Xiao, you must drink their blood!)