I closed my eyes and concentrated.
Think, Kamiko. What would Toshiro do?
That's right. Even for someone like Kingston, he placed himself in harm's way.
But even if I can do the same, it wasn't a smart idea. All of us will die.
To that angel who I keep seeing in my dreams, please, if you can hear me, help me.
I heard the screech of the little demon's voice rung inside the towering walls of this room; she stomped onto the glass floor. Inevitable cracks echoed which made for a colorful noise amongst the yells from my brother and friend.
"YOU KNOW WHAT, JUST GET OUT OF MY WAY!" Then, she leaped, sending a shockwave behind her.
I shot my eyes open.
Her face mirroring mine, our grins hardly contained. Except I had unknowingly generated a pair of combat knives and slashed the kid demon across her face. She yelped and fell backward, rolling multiple times as her body impacted a wall.
Pieces of a mural twinkled as they fell, clattering onto the floor as soon as smoke emitted from the damaged site.
It was an adrenaline moment, I didn't have time to think about what had caused this phenomenon. My left eye felt heavy, but my mind was refreshed.
It was strong.
I glanced at Kingston, who sat on the floor with mild injuries. His shocked expression gradually turned into one of approval and amazement.
"A silver eye eh? You're just like an Arch," he teased, "especially with that insignia on your shirt."
"Oh?" I looked down to my stomach to see that there was a symbol imprinted onto my long sleeve.
I recognized it.
It's the same insignia the angel I've met years ago carried on their sleeveless jacket.
"It suits you," Kingston stuck his tongue out and winked. His smirk was contagious.
"Aw yeah! This is awesome!" I exclaimed. I held the knives in front of me. They were built slightly differently than those that humans typically used, but it didn't matter.
"Grrr," the kid demon staggered, her pigtails ruined and her stockings ripped, "You're...You can't be a Terranian! T-that feels..."
"That feels like an Arch's power running through your veins!"
"And so be it."
I stepped forward, my shoes gently hitting the glass. The aura of the room changed.
The murals reflected the light illuminating my aura, glass pieces started to shake like an earthquake was occurring, and the little demon's eyes begged for mercy.
My eyes glanced to Toshiro, who laid still after being tossed like a toy. He's alive, I knew of it. However...
"No one messes with my brother," I announced as I held my knife in front of the kid demon, "We will always protect one another, even if it means fighting demons like you."