In Telbon's view, one fireball after another was extinguished.
But more fireballs swarmed in.
Quantity changes lead to qualitative changes.
When the first fireball didn't just silently vanish but seemed to smash against some invisible curtain, joy could be seen on Telbon's face.
This unknown 'ritual' had reached its limit!
Watching as each fireball turned into brilliant sparks upon collision, Telbon prayed once more without hesitation.
"This time it must work!"
"It'll definitely..."
Telbon's words were abruptly cut off as he was slapped in the face by Telly.
This member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed at the 'Ground Reconnaissance Bureau' looked at Telly, puzzled.
Telly scolded Telbon angrily.
"That was just an accident!"
"This time it will surely..."
Telbon's words were cut off before he could even say "can," as the scene changed again.
A cloaked figure, whose face was shrouded, suddenly appeared on the scene.
Neither Telbon nor Telly had seen how the other had appeared.
But one thing was certain, the stranger approaching Jason with a blade did not have good intentions.
Seeing this, Telly glared at Telbon furiously.
Telbon, after slapping his own mouth several times, abruptly opened the car door and jumped out.
Now it was just him and Telly in the car.
As a man, was he expected to let Telly block the assailant?
If Telly really could block the attack, he wouldn't have minded, but the problem was, Telly couldn't.
John, Brian, and McCaul were not around.
Now it was up to him!
Him, a formal member of the 'Clock Tower.'
Him, a formal member of the 'Ground Reconnaissance Bureau.'
He would help 'Ship Slayer' Jason fend off this critical onslaught!
Telbon, leaping from the car with what was meant to be a suave move, failed to notice the pebbles on the ground, slipped on them, and fell face-first to the ground.
During this process, he didn't lack the will to adjust his posture or regain balance.
But the residual pain from the recent explosion made it impossible for him, and he could only fall flat on his face.
Telly snorted, pulled out the pistol hidden under the driver's seat, and aimed it straight at the intruder pulling the trigger.
The pistol's bullets fired off one after another.
The cloaked intruder merely swayed slightly and dodged Telly's shots.
Telly's marksmanship was nothing special.
Perhaps slightly better than that of an ordinary person who has never touched a gun, but against such an opponent, it was nowhere near enough.
Still, Telly did not give up and continued shooting until the magazine was empty. Then she flung open the car door, jumped out, and charged forward wielding a tire iron.
A low, mocking voice sounded.
At the same time, a slender sword appeared in the opponent's hand.
The attacker thrust the sword toward Telly, who was rushing at him.
His goal was to kill 'Ship Slayer' Jason.
If people were in the way, naturally, they had to be killed together.
Therefore, the stab was both swift and ruthless.
But it didn't hit its target.
The thin sword grazed past Telly's neck.
The intruder uttered confusedly, and then those eyes hidden under the hood turned to look behind Telly.
"As a man, isn't it a bit too much to raise your hand to a lady?"
Telbon, with a bloody nose and a swollen face, said while pulling Telly behind him.
"Do you think you can stop me alone after 'Ship Slayer' has been targeted?"
The intruder sneered coldly.
"There are two of us."
Telbon said, pointing behind the intruder.
"Hmph, do you think I'd believe your nonsense?"