"Where's Chameleon-san?!" the Cleaner frantically shouted, "And Fox Hunter-san?!"
With adept use of sound waves, Sharp Ears nervously replied, "We've lost contact... Fox Hunter-san also... ten seconds ago."
The Cleaner was nearly driven to laughter by rage. These dying pieces of trash still had the nerve to fight back! Chameleon, Dirty Flash, Fox Hunter, White Motorcycle... In less than five minutes, four Ninjas had lost contact. How did he end up leading such a useless bunch?
"Forget the flares, notify everyone to assemble! Treat anyone who doesn't know the password as an enemy!" the Cleaner punched the car's hood, "They must have some detection method we haven't noticed, find it!"
"Got it!" Sharp Ears swiftly relayed the leader's orders, "Tube-san noticed origami cranes in the sky. Slyly painted black, how despicable!"
"Shoot them all down."