Heading to Recovery

A fleeing golden shield ventured down deeply into the inside of the building that had the main hallway, scattered with dampening blood on the floor. The shield swiftly steered the direction to The Chemist who remained to take a slumber on top of the flat-pool blood.

A pool of blood that kept expanding with each second passed till some of it became crust, joining the floor color. The golden shield halted the swift movement when it already touched the near-left distance of the unconscious Chemist and calmly levitated.

Warming golden sparkles were blessed onto The Chemist from the spinning edge of the shield itself. Hence, she slowly opened the staggering eyes and lifted her face covered with fresh blood of hers.

Misaki shook her head to wipe away the blurry vision and tossed aside all the exhausting thoughts. Thoughts related to Maduruma distorting laughter echoed still through her mind as she winced in an enrage.

Regardless, The Chemist glanced at the levitating golden shield alongside the sparkles that formed a glittering humanoid shape within her sight. The sparkles vastly dissolved for a tribute of Southern Shield emerged in the scene with a steady standing position and a firm stare.

The Arrogant Shaolin took notice towards his comrade injured state and raised worried eyes. He lowered his body and gently landed his palm on Misaki's shoulder, bringing a sense of comfort as The Chemist closed her eyes shortly.

Southern Shield nodded down with a regretful tone, "Apology Chemist Girl, I couldn't arrive earlier."

"I'm…fine…with that and it's not entirely….your fault...Southern Shield." Misaki replied with another cough of blood.

Then, Southern Shield surveyed The Chemist body from upper to lower for pointing out the source of the blood that kept dripping. The Arrogant Shaolin gave a staggering frown as he witnessed both of the metal legs were torn off alongside constant blood from the decapitated spot, sprinkling a huge chunk of blood.

"Do not be worried." Southern Shield announced bluntly, "I will close the gap of your fatal wound. So there will no more blood loss, Chemistra "

"Besides, the process will be quite painful." Southern Shield added with a warning.

Misaki nodded, "Just do it. I don't care about the pain."

In a hurry, Southern Shield got up before rushing forward onto the decapitated part that kept showering more blood on the white floor. The Arrogant Shaolin sprinted down his kneecaps into a duck when he turned around to get a crystal-clear sight of the wound.

Then, Southern Shield folded his opened palm on the fresh-meat spot of the torn-off legs and engulfed a transparent cloth-like golden aura. The sprinkling blood flow was soon halted with the golden aura holding it like a wall on the water dam as the chunk of blood levitated on top of the palm.

The Arrogant Shaolin closed his eyes and sighed to obtain tranquility for continuing the recovery process. He redirected back the flowing blood with a single push, letting the blood sluggishly stream back on the fresh wound of both of the legs.

Misaki unyieldingly winced and shrieked as more blood of hers streamed back into the inside of her body. Both now movable metal hands clenched when The Chemist howled due to the pain being heated was projected from the golden aura.

With more blood returned to the body with Southern Shield kept engulfing on the wound mark, he flipped his hand in horizontal. It allowed the blood to stream faster as a wavering flood especially with him propelled closer to his palm from touching the decapitated parts.

The Chemist unrelentingly screamed with her hand began to staggering and her forehead was dampened with the exhausting sweats. She even bit her lips until a single line of blood made a single drop on the blood-red floor, the more time spent awaiting the splashing blood flow sealed.

Luckily, the burning process had done with Southern Shield levered down the engulfing hand on the blood floor that incinerated all the traces of the golden yellow aura at the same time. Passing air was inhaled by The Arrogant Shaolin and blew it away from his mouth, obtaining a little bit of relaxation as the recovery process was finished.

No single drop of blood from the decapitated part was captured within The Arrogant Shaolin sight. Therefore, Southern Shield colored his face with a satisfied face before raising his kneecaps into a steady standing up position.

The growling shriek of Misaki was also stopped as she took a constant sigh and removed her biting lips from the teeth. Clenching fist was also opened with The Chemist grasping some bitter relief after realizing the tormenting process was done.

Misaki nodded thankfully, "Thank….you….Southern….Shield."

Southern Shield smirked, "Fine. Anyway, let me search for your missing legs to restore it if…I can."

The Arrogant Shaolin declared a quick survey on the building surroundings that was only filled with fashion material and other things related to beauty. A holographic poster of a statue and miniature of a woman inside the display at first was captured by his scanning eyes.

Then, he suddenly raised a surprised frown with his eagle-eye sight and found the missing kneecaps parts on the far left to right. Moreover, Southern Shield witnessed an encroaching holographic green cloth envelope on both of the legs, creating a corrosive surface that melted it.

Pieces of the corrosive legs latched out on the floor in a form of steaming, slimy part. Southern Shield could only shake his head in misfortunate and glanced back at Misaki preparing to foretell the bad news.

"About your legs, I don't think it can be reattached again." Southern Shield spoke, "It became corrosive from what I observe."

Misaki reluctantly sighed, "Probably…..part of his…..scheme to convince me for….becoming his…stupid enforcer."

Southern Shield smirked, "Not only that hideous robot a coward, but he also an incompetent fool at the same time."

"I meant he could kill you with that, but he chose to spare you.." Southern Shield exclaimed, "Just so you can become his nonsensical enforcer to lead, what a waste of effort and time. Especially on creating chaos here."

"I bet that machine is already ruining his healthy mind." Southern Shield added with a mocking tone

Misaki nodded, "Possibly. But, let's just forget about either my legs and that..Maduruma business"

"Will you…help me…carry me…and go to my…secret base…now?" Misaki politely demanded.

Southern Shield chuckled, "Fine and I already know the whereabouts."

"Temple Ghost just recently sent me a message about that information." Southern Shield blurted out.

Hence, Southern Shield walked closer onto Misaki's stomach as she gladly closed her eyes. Safeness within this situation arose within her as The Arrogant Shaolin would aid her in visiting the secret base once again after receiving a harsh judgment from The Machine Herald that left not only physical scars but a deep scar too.

Although the nerve-racking battles of Chemistra and Southern Shield had already met the end phase, Agano was still presumed dead. His partner robot Ryuzen propelled the molten fist into the front line towards The Shogun Robot that lifted the blazing sword in a horizontal, slashing position.

Ryuzen quickly thrust back the molten hand that cast out a fiery projectile as an interceptor for The Shogun Robot. The projectile swiftly landed on the robot's head and vaporized it into crumbling pieces, scattered around on the ground below.

Then, The Shogun Robot dropped down the staggering body and surged out electricity vines on the decapitated part. Sigh of relief was blown away by Agano with The Shogun Robot having fallen to defeat.

The Onmyouji scanned onto his surroundings for checking if there was another sighting of The Shogun Robots army or just a single presence of it. Luckily, his sigh caught none of the new enemies in the surroundings.

Instead, Agano only caught several corpses of The Shogun Robot dropped dead on several places or landmarks. Such places were the front of the terminal, middle of the road, and sidewalk The Onmyouji who was heedfully standing.

Most of the fatal wounds the robots received were either a decapitated head or a large punching hole on the chest. All the holes that being done by Ryuzen that rested the molten hand near its waist

The Bulky Robot who valiantly stood beside its master began to omit damaged electricity for a couple of seconds. The Onmyouji darted his sight at Ryuzen and caught its eyes and began to dim in a constant state.

Agano sighed, "Ryuzen, you may sit now to enjoy the rest."

"Since you already did a very spectacular job on finishing The Shogun Robot."

Ryuzen nodded happily with the master revealing his concern with its current condition especially with the hand that slowly became stiff. Hence, The Bulky Robot lowered down the body into a crossing sitting position for enjoying the temporal rest.

Whereas, Agano pinned down his sight onto the opened palm as he began to clench it into a trembling fist. The Onmyouji slowly put down his fist with a temporal flash of a picture of a ponytail man wearing a coat and opened a cheerful smile towards him.

"Hiroto or should I call Tendou, if I had this power at that time." Agano swore through his mind, "None of this will happen especially with Maduruma. You are one of the reasons he became twisted like this."

"I do hope Sasaki and Chisato can still keep this secret from Hatoshi." Agano added, "And it's lucky Sparror is on the duty right now."

Then, a sound of gusting wind blew through Agano's mind that acted as an opening for a familiar someone's entrance. The Onmyouji retrieved his clenching fist with him gazing at the sky, preparing himself to initiate another telepathic communication.

"Hello, Agano." A soft as a feather voice of Mistress Foreseen greeted Agano's mind.

"Hello, Mistress Foreseen." Agano replied calmly with a telepathic way, "Is there any good or bad news about Maduruma."

Mistress Foreseen reluctantly sighed "Bad news, Maduruma escaped and put Chemistra in a very fatal situation."

"Furthermore, Chemistra has lost both of his legs." Mistress Foreseen announced telepathically, "Not just a normal decapitated leg, but her legs are melting into corrosive things based on the information I got from Southern Shield."

The Onmyouji gasped in franticness and clenched the trembling shortly as the news struck his nerves within. Therefore, Agano glanced into the blue sky above with him refilling a sense of relaxation with the wind blowing past him, readying himself for continuing the telepathic call with Mistress Foreseen.

"But the good news is Southern Shield already carrying her to the secret base for the recovery of course." Mistress Foreseen announced the good news with a sense of relief that slowly bloomed through her voice.

"That's actually quite a relief to hear that," Agano exclaimed with a bitter relief.

Mistress Foreseen chortled, "Anyway, will you also follow Southern Shield to go there."

"If yes, I can be your guide." Mistress Foreseen willingly offered herself.

Agano gladly nodded, "Sure. I indeed wanted to meet her right now and don't worry about my robot, it will fully recover by itself around 2 or 5 seconds later."

"Besides, thank you for everything." Agano thanked Mistress Foreseen who still had her telepathic presence lingered within his head.

"Ryuzen, stand up now," Agano commanded as the telepathic conversation met a temporal break.

The Onmyouji glanced at Ryuzen once again and he witnessed the surging electricity vanish in an instant. Dimming eyes of the bulky robots became steady enlightened eyes when it locked the assertive stare towards the master.

Hence, Ryuzen smoothly raised its entire body into a steady standing position before hovering closer on the master. A soft metal arm was wrapped around Agano's stomach by The Bulky Robot and locked the sight onto the azure sky above.

Rocketing sparkles were vastly fired beneath Ryuzen's feet and lifted The Onmyouji up from the air. Today's Superhero activity of Agano continued as he was slowly was carried by his partner's robot to the sky above for preparing a launch to the newest destination, Chemistra's secret base.

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