Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160207063839/@comment-25582638-20160522173417

In full speed boosted by nitro, Cyzarine and Raizel almost crashed at Eve just an inch away. CATSAI immediately recognized Platinum as well as the Fullers when they were approaching the area, prompting the young girl to go full speed in an attempt to ram the mother. Though unsuccessful, they’ve reached Platinum’s position as the young girl sharply turned the motorcycle around to face the family.

Raizel was the first person to get off and went over to Platinum. Seeing the battered and bloodied figure of the silver-haired girl, she pushed back the lingering awkwardness from earlier and instead focused on the current situation, which is to take care of Platinum first and be on guard against their enemies.

“Hey you alri- No, you’re not alright at all.” She said with a frustrated tone, mumbling something about “a stupid question” and “obvious”, as she quickly unclipped a gas mask behind her belt and hand it over to the injured girl before noticing the worn out handcuff.

“Let me take that thing off.” The rebel didn’t wait for Platinum’s response and carefully grasp her right forearm. She brought out Aeolus in bladed nunchucks form and cut off the handcuff on Platinum’s wrist.

Raizel’s actions were swift mainly because they’re not that far away from the serial killers. Their objective is almost complete. All they have to do is to escape from them, get out of the forest, and rush this mad Huntress-in-Training to the hosp-

“Go. Get away from here. I’ll take care of them.”

In spite of their plan, Cyzarine has something in her mind. Initially, she should be standing in front of the rebel and the detective and acting as their shield. But she was closing in to the Fullers instead. The young girl didn’t glance back at the two as she said those seemingly heroic words. Nevertheless, she’s no hero in nature. She’s obviously far from that.

There was something pulling Cyzarine beyond thinking logically.

“What?! Hey, wait! What do you think you’re doing?!” panic and anger invaded the rebel’s mind, knowing the fact that these serial killers are leagues above her. But what about Cyzarine? She’s an ex-soldier with more combat experience than her. However, how is she going to fight against people who’ve killed countless Huntresses. They’ve almost achieved their objective (rescue Platinum) so why is the young girl going beyond it?

There was no response. Her voice fell deaf to Cyzarine’s ears. The young girl kept walking until she was a at least 7 meters away from the family of serial killers.

“So, you’re the other bunch causing problems to her (Platinum).” Cyzarine coldly spoke to the Fullers, Adlig Teufel already on her left hand that was just loaded with a special kind of ammo. Anyone familiar what happened to Team PRFC could grasp what the young girl meant. She has indirectly acknowledged herself as a problem to Platinum, twice in the past.

Her dark blue eyes seemed eerily calm yet her she has a small, sinister smile on her lips hidden behind the gas mask part of the headgear. Only her suffocating aura of killing intent and the trembling of her hands displayed her raging, animalistic instincts incomparable to her rampage that night at the nightclub.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” her frigid voice hissed. “You…... are creating more mess. I don’t like that. Everything’s already messed up and I don’t like you making it worst.”

This was the indication that Cyzarine is on the warpath for what the Fullers have done. No, that’s not the only reason. There’s no going back anymore, her efforts bring out her genuine feelings for someone outside of her family’s boundaries was so overwhelming she has no idea how to handle it or will it be reciprocated. All she can comprehend that the effects made her angry of herself and with the Fullers. Like how she got furious of people who dared to lay a hand on her little sister back then. Still, she has yet to wholly lift up her defenses.

“That alone, I’ll make sure to tear your eyes from those sockets and shove them to your throats, open your damnedskulls,andblowyourbrainstosmithereens!” (something like this, move to 4:46)

The little demon instantaneously pointed the muzzle at Eve and pulled the trigger, releasing a Fire-Lightning Dust-infused RIP bullet that signalled a deadly battle.