Following Up The Plan For The Future Battle

The fiery twister neatly entered its flashy debut within the shivering room of Chemistra's secret base, precisely landing on the front of the floating-holographic screen view. The glittering presence of the twister vastly dispersed faster than the blink of an eye could ever reach.

The disappearance of the twister unraveled the clear physical appearance of two heroes of Neo Tokyo, Chemistra and Sparror. With the recent arrival occur, The Flaming Hero centered his gleaming gaze toward the screen and widened his eyes as he caught intriguing pictures trapped inside it.

Pictures consisted of the cotton white watch safely contained inside the horizontal rectangular middle frame and other several pictures covering every other side of the screen. Other pictures such as the humanoid sightings and a sorrowful-violet landscape with a cloudy dark purple sky also covered the space of the holographic screen.

Sparror swiftly glanced his curious eyes to the back and witnessed The Chemist take slow steps forward. He shone the temporal-yellow flashes through his surprised eyes with him noticing the white watch tangled on one of Chemistra's metal wrists, creating a clappering sound as he snapped his fingers. A tiny fiery torch popped out beside the left of The Flaming Hero's left head for engaging the conversation with the fellow heroes.

"Wait before I ask about the plan, can you tell me what's the function of the watch?" A polite voice broadcasted by flickering the tiny torch construct as Sparror marked one of his fingers onto it.

"It's a detector for The Humanoids and The Phantom himself," Chemistra answered with a stoic tone and continued to declare a further explanation as she heaved her cybernetic rotating eyes, "A detector that possibly can predict the spawning places when they entered the earth surfaces and their current location in this world ."

Sparror breathed out the contorting gasp in amazement and uttered, "That's pretty great. It reminded me of the time when Zero created the detector, but this time the detector it's more mobile."

"The other differences are it had many limitations such as it could only detect the entirety of Rising Sun and it couldn't manage to capture The Phantom's base," Chemistra explained with an affirmative tone, slowly walking forward.

"Also another reason that I could find is Kandrum technology is much more bizarre and complex than both Distrunian and Ozmonian," Chemistra added, tilting her onto the left shortly.

Sparror sighed and spread out a comment from the flickering torch, "I see. Facing another alien…I guess"

"Well…the good thing is we had the machine to anticipate them," Sparror stated with flaring confidence ignited through his contorting voice, shrugging both of his arms briefly.

"Quite a valid point, Sparror," Chemistra commented with a chilling tone, glaring her rotating sight toward The Flaming Hero.

The Flaming Hero perceived his glance once more at the watch on the screen before glancing back onto Chemistra who crossed both of her arms. He gratifyingly clenched his armored fist and uplifted in front of his shimmering sight, readying himself in prolonging the flow of the conversation.

"Are you going to make a duplicate of the detector for me and the others?" Sparror asked with flaring excitement that embarked through his voice, marking his gratifying sight toward the watch hushedly wrapping Chemistra's wrist.

Chemistra affirmatively nodded and said, "Yes."

"You can see them on the metal bed, Sparror," Chemistra mentioned, pointing one of her needle fingers onto the metal bed beside her, quickly retrieved the fingers when The Flaming Hero eyed the objects.

Sparror hastily headed into the metal bed's direction and ducked down his upper body for gazing at the three objects resting on top of it being contained inside the three holographic, bottle-sized gray cylinders. The objects trapped within each of the glassy cylinders were the pitch-black, skeletal parts of the clock and drowned altogether by the evaporating pear-yellow liquid.

Tiny pieces of the cotton-white surfaces on the skeletal parts materialized every rapid second passed especially when The Flaming Hero initiated a speedy survey of the objects. A contorting gladful chuckle was freed from the flickering torch as Sparror lifted up his upper body and breathed out a brief sigh of relaxation.

"Thank you so much, Chemistra," Sparror said and shortly bowed down his upper body in a thankful demeanor.

"You're indeed pretty good in terms of preparation," Sparror added, swiftly raising his praising voice, "Even though there is still a limitation, I still truly appreciate everything you provided.

"By the way, how's your plan for this upcoming battle, Chemistra," Sparror asked, tossing aside the temporal relaxation with him sharpening the shimmering assertive glare of his onto The Chemist,

Sparror sighed and said, "If it's done, can you share it with me? I needed to keep…up with it..hehe"

Chemistra sharply marked her rotating eyes toward the holographic screen and commenced her absolute order into it as the several pictures of the recent objects vanished in split seconds. Moreover, the previous screen speedily transitioned like an overwhelming temporal glitch in order to reveal the brand new presentation of the next plan.

Two square-shaped, dark blue boxes took the central middle spot of the screen, each of them maintaining pair of rectangular cards unfolding the picture of the heroes' photograph. On the left box, the picture cards being chosen were the relaxed Sparror and the stoic Chemistra with crimson red background. While the right box was represented by two picture cards showing the picture of the tiresome Akushijo and the calmed Agano with the jade-green background.

"Although I couldn't find the specific respawn spots of the humanoid, I was still able to organize e the plan by dividing into two groups. Chemistra affirmed and crossed both of her arms, and briefly glared at The Flaming Hero who remained to survey the holographic screen with his eyes shimmering the embarking yellow lights.

"So the first group consists of you and me," Chemistra spoke and marked one of her needle fingers on the left screen, allowing The Flaming Hero to rub his armored chin in a wondering demeanor.

"The second group consists of both Akushijo and Agano," Chemistra added, indirectly lightening up a realization in the depth of Sparror as he exhaled his astonished breath away by shimmering flashes through his broadened eyes.

"Wait a minute…I think I get your intention on dividing the team like this." Sparror mumbled and hastily declare a guess, "You place both of the powerhouse or strong heroes on each of the assault groups?"

Chemistra assertively sharpened her glare at The Flaming Hero and said coldly, "Correct guessing."

"The main is to create the balance within groups, especially since you and Akushijo had a better chance of fighting the humanoids compared to me and Agano," Chemistra spoke bluntly, "Hence, it's better that you and Akushijo should be separated."

"Are the others agree with this composition?" Sparror blurted out another question, bending down his neck.

"Based on the last night's discussion taking place in the training room, yes they agreed, Sparror," Chemistra remarked.

A sudden memory clip taking place in the past began to play within The Flaming Hero's mind as he heaved his grimacing eyes. More specifically, the moment when he fell into the gloomy realm of Frenzy Cloverland and encountered the giant Marshon in his path to rescue his lover.

The memory clip indeed faded into nothingness without any traces of its existence available from Sparror's mind, but he painted his face with a grimacing look. The Flaming Hero hurriedly shook his head and shut the enlightened light within his eyes by him exhaling the burden some air, steering his concerned sight toward The Chemist.

"Chemistra, did you also prepare some kind of protection for the entire team members?" Sparror?" Sparror asked, rapidly flickering the torch as fluctuating concerned halfly invaded his entire mind, elaborating more of his argument, "Because I'm afraid Mr.Cloverland or The Phantom will find a way to send us one by one into his own dimension."

Sparror released an irritated grunt and bickered, "Just like…what he did to me before and worse, he'll put some crazy mind trick with one of his…monster."

Chemistra concisely gazed down her cautious sight onto the white watch before she flipped it up, unfolding the presentation within the tiny square tab. A presentation that revealed the neon-lavender letters said, "Kandrum Resistance" emerged within Sparror's worried eyes.

"So the watch is not only a detector…right?" Sparror took another guest with him flaring out the half-shock voice through his tiny torch.

Chemistra coldly nodded as she halted her rotating eyes and uttered, "Correct guess again, Sparror. Unfortunately, there is a cost to it which is the detector might immobilize you for 3 seconds. "

"Regardless I must be fully prepared in almost every aspect of our upcoming battle," Chemistra assured with a cold, yet rigid tone and rested her hand that was still wrapped by the white watch, "Since I didn't obtain more information about what kind of trick or monster he will release to us."

"It's better we had a tight preparation, rather than nothing," Chemistra added, raising her distorting-blunt voice.

Sparror groaned with bothersome ignited through his winced before he hurriedly shook his head and spread out the burst of contorting chuckle from the flickering torch. Regardless, The Flaming Hero smoothly palliated the unnerving thoughts by unshackling his gleaming cheerful eyes of his, darting on Chemistra.

"You're right Chemistra." Sparror admitted and expanded his statement with a sheepish tone resurfaced within his voice, "To be honest, even I'm not even sure if Sparror's power could stop the entirety….of Mr.Cloverland armies or even himself."

"I know, I'm already moving on from the guilt and regret, but I'm aware it isn't enough to stop him," Sparror added, blissfully shook his head before he released another burst of contorting chuckle and mumbled, "I also learn another lesson from the previous incident or facing this Humanoid threat, which is…well…sometimes overly strong power is not always the biggest threat."

"Quite agreed," Chemistra replied bluntly.

Therefore, a reposed atmosphere arose throughout the room as The Flaming Hero widened his cheerful eyes and Chemistra hushedly nodded her head in bitter gladness. The upcoming plan for the future encounter with Frenzy Cloverland alongside his twisted humanoid army had gone into the depth of Sparror's mind, giving him a chance to forever keep.

It even ignited the burning courage within Sparror's beating heart, commanding one of his clutching hand to go up and flared the fiery furnace on all of his fingers. Furthermore, The Flaming Hero received a flashing reminder as he perceived enthusiastic eyes within the chilling secret base.

"Anyway, do you where are the others, Chemistra?" Sparror asked, igniting the furnacing excitement.

"In the training room." Chemistra calmly responded, steering her sight onto the door rested on the corner.

Sparror chortled in soothing enthralment and confidently hoisted his blazing knuckle as he uttered, "Okay then, I'm ready to join too."

The silk-clean training room became the place where both Akushijo and Agano restfully sat in a crossing sitting position after commencing rough training together. They indeed constantly breathed out the exhausted air, especially with The Onmyouji holding his chest.

Whereas, the hulking robot, Ryuzen kept its watchful eyes throughout the whole surroundings of the training room. Both the heroes who commenced a break time phase began to engage in the conversation by Akushijo clearing his sore throat.

"Hey old man, Onmyouji, do you think Sparro can come back by today?" Akushijo asked with skepticism clouding his judgment and presumed, "I'm not confident if Chemistra could bring Sparror in here.

"I meant if I was in his position….. I will not even come back as Superhero for a very long time." Akushijo bittered and sorrowfully pointed his gaze to the floor below, "Like it is just so horrible, especially the almost unavoidable torment and regret."

"Hopefully, he'll come back," Agano muttered.

The noise of the door automatically being slid resonated within both Akushijo and Agano, aiming their eagled-eye sights on watching the guest entering the room. A guest that dampened Akushijo's in an utter shock as he frozenly heaved both of his lantern eyes and blew out the heavy puff from his throat. While Agano exhaled a surprised, yet grateful sigh on watching the friendly guest approaching his direction.

"Thank god, you are finally here, and good to see you again, Sparror!!" Agano mumbled happily before steering his glance onto the frozen Akushijo once again and uttered with a half-mocking tone, "Good thing your guess is wrong, new Akushijo."

Akushijo rolled his eyes and giggled, "Yeah whatever, old man.

"But yeah I'm indeed…quite excited and impressed with your return, Sparror." Akushijo blissfully admitted and murmured quietly, "Damn."

The two heroes swiftly stood up from their seats and watched the relieving presence of the guest, Sparror recently stopped his approaching steps and exuberantly greeted them by nodding his assured neck. The Flaming Hero sanguinely hoisted the molten knuckle above his head, sharpening his thrilling sight on both of the heroes.

"I wanted to share some stories of how I coming back, but right now….I'm more interested in training with you all." The Flaming Hero spoke with fiery confidence flowed within his voice, coming out from the molten torch that fluently flickered, "Are you all ready to do the training again?"

"It's fricking obvious, Sparror!! I am totally ready right now!!" Akushijo shouted eagerly, hoisting his neon-green katana to see the view of the above interior.

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