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"Lieutenant Kazama, perimeter is clear. No Oracle signal detected." a voice from the intercom authoritatively reported as a man grinned and picked up his god arc: An old type sniper rifle.

"Thank you, Miss Tsubaki~ Now then, let's begin the mission." Kazama gazed at scenery with his usual confident smirk. Today was certainly different.

HQ had detected a large hostile by the area. Soon after, several more oracle signals had been detected. as if this large hostile was a shiny beacon that made aragami say: 'Oohh pretty~ I must follow this beacon!' and thus followed it as they pleased.

"Today's your unlucky day!" Kazama laughed as he aimed his sniper rifle at a Kongou and pulled the trigger. "I call Headshot." He remarked as the sniper bullet lodged itself in the Kongou's head, breaking the oracle bond and all. A perfect shot.

"Nothing less from a veteran. But stop playing around, Lieutenant. Eliminate the large hostile before focusing on the smaller ones. Otherwise, it'll attract more aragami to the fray." Again, the intercom relayed an authoritative message from Major Amamiya to the sparkling old-type gun veteran.

"Playtime's over? Too bad.. I was having fun too." Kazama sighed, deflated over losing his playtime. "Oh well, It's going to get hotter soon. UV rays will destroy my perfect skin. Better get back to work!" and in a split second, Kazama. was back in business.

gunshots echoed as a lone veteran backflipped, if you looked carefully, you'd see him shimmering as he wiped out hordes of aragami in hopes of getting home before the UV rays destroy his perfect skin.

And his hope was not in vain, as his traipsing on air had resulted to the entire horde of aragami being annihilated, save for the Vajra that had been skillfully dodging his bullets. that. damn. Vajra. And the irritation is seeping out from him. Why can't he kill that thing? It was almost noon for Eurasia's sake. His pores would clog!

"I'm begging you. Please. Just die." Kazama reloaded his sniper rifle as the Vajra became his partner in a merciless waltz of bullets and lightning. Both were not showing signs of giving up. And with that, Kazama knew he had to do what he had to do: He rolled on the dirty ground, and sent a counterattack to the Vajra who had just finished his move. A single bullet lodged in the Vajra's core. destroying the Vajra instantly.

".....Thank you for dying. My skin appreciates it." Kazama dusted himself from the residues of dust and rocks. as Major Amamiya's voice chimed in again. "Good job, Lieutenant. Extraction team will now be dispatched."

"Thank you, Major." he shimmered under the glowing sun rays, even after battle, he managed to stay glamorous... (barely.).

as Kazama waited for the dispatched team, his gaze wandered over a crumpled blob of tasteless blue green clothes and unkempt brown hair.

".....A corpse?.." he muttered as he walked over to where the crumpled blob was. and upon seeing the crumpled blob move, Kazama gasped in shock. "Holy glamour."

it wasn't a corpse.

It was a young girl. probably 7-8 years old. malnourished, untidy, unconscious.

but she was breathing.