Founding the Samsara Cult

"Ace, you're in way over your head if you think you can take part in something of this scale. If this incident is really related to the Immortal Sect, death is the best thing that can happen to you down there. Let's head home now," Janice insisted, completely ignoring everything he'd just said. She clearly saw him as a bratty little brother rather than an equal.

"She's right," Delores added right after Janice. "Your rifle's useless in close combat. Just follow us, or I won't hesitate to haul your ass out of here," She reached for his wrist, fully prepared to drag him away if necessary. Having hunted alongside him, she knew that without his rifle, he was just an average curse user—maybe below average. She hadn't seen him in combat hence her low opinion of his fighting prowess. 

But before either of them could react, Ace suddenly leaped through the shattered glass wall.

"Ace!"