Reza barked at Dai, voice cracking. "Kill them. Especially him. I hate that bastard."
Dai tilted her head, grin lazy. "But The Priest's the plan—?"
"Damn the plan!" Reza snapped. "Just end him."
She shrugged, licking her lips. "As The Reza commands."
Reza kicked the hatch ladder free — the steel rope ladder whipped in the wind, dropping toward the cracked courtyard below.
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Inside the battered HQ…
Nakano blinked awake, hand gripping a flickering terminal for support. Senrigan groaned beside her, head splitting from the psychic backlash. Yui sat slumped against the med door, pink aura flickering like a broken neon bulb.
Nagase stood over them, sweat and blood dripping from his chin onto the steel floor. But his pistol — that battered sniper's sidearm — was cocked, finger twitching.
Through the ragged hole of a shattered window, they all saw her. Dai Donatsu. That blank smile, that flicker of madness — standing on the ladder like some ghost from a nightmare.
