A Psychic’s Scarlet Dream - Chapter 172 Chapter 89

Ethan: “You two, be my grunts for a while.”

He says with a firm voice, and points at two different weapons, both at the opposite ends of the almost 5 acres treasury.

Sneha and Gabriel, without question, decide to do as he says, knowing that time is of the essence.

Ethan: “Take the bronze spectre as well! And the gold-plated bow!”

He names further weapons that the two should take, but, as the number keeps increasing,

Sneha: “Are you sure we are going to be able to carry all of this?”

Ethan: “There are ways we could try.”

He says, with utmost seriousness.

Gabriel: “You sure we will have the time to try things?”

Sardonically, while not stopping to pick them up, Gabriel asks so.

Ethan: “One of those ways is you. With psychokinesis, you can carry most of these weapons.”

Gabriel makes a troubled face as he hears so, and asks,

Gabriel: “And … are there other ways?”

Ethan: “Well, yeah, but you are our best bet.”

Gabriel: “Yeah … about that …”

Ethan: “Well, whatever, we could use Sneha’s Aura Swap ability to carry a lot of them after bundling them up. You can help with your teleportation too.”

Seeing the troubled expression on his face, Ethan realizes that Gabriel has some problem with that idea and decides to shift plans as there isn’t much time to discuss things.

Ethan: “There isn’t any problem with that, is there?”

Gabriel: “No, there isn’t.”

For whatever reason this Hellfire doesn’t want to use Psychokinesis, Ethan makes a mental note to inquire about it later.

At this point, getting them and getting to Kesley and meeting back up with Abgere is the priority. If they are able to do all that, then getting to the Phoenix and putting the Hellfires out to kill Abgere in a difficult position would be easy.

But,

Gabriel: “Are you two really sure we can let those two handle things on their own?”

He asks, as his sole mission was to protect the four of them, and two of them he has been separated from.

Gabriel: “I mean, those two combined lost to me, didn’t they? You sure they can beat a Hellfire on their own?”

As a matter of fact, Ethan Kales is not sure about it. He is not sure if his comrades can really come out as victors.

Combined, they had once defeated Walter Schmidt, the strongest man in the world.

And also combined, they had once been defeated by Gabriel Washington, a strong but not the strongest man in the world.

So, at the end of the day, wins and losses clearly aren’t going to make anyone sure of what the results would be for these battles.

Still,

Ethan: “They won’t lose.”

Gabriel is a Psychic, and lying to Psychics isn’t very easy, not unless you can completely control the rhythm of your heart. So, since Ethan cannot do so,

Ethan: “I’m 90% sure of that.”

He just speaks the truth.

Gabriel: “You have that low appraisal of a Hellfire’s abilities?”

Ethan: “If they were fighting Vaika Smith, Akio Miyamoto, Halogen Dietrich or some other experienced Hellfires like that, their chances of losing surely would be much, much more. But, against that unliving human and that teenage idiot, their chances of winning are pretty good.”

Gabriel: “Huh? I guess you are right.”

Gabriel smirks to himself as he picks up another weapon Ethan points at, wondering to himself how lucky they are that it wasn’t the other group of those three Hellfires Ethan just mentioned that found them first.

Gabriel: “By the way, you said ‘unliving human’? So, you know about Chang Lu?”

Ethan: “Naturally, I have done my research.”

He has done his research, has been doing it for the past 12 years. And in that research, he has obviously given much priority to people as important as Hellfires.

So, Chang Lu, who became a Hellfire during these past 12 years, is one person he has done all the research he can on. And because of that, Ethan Kales knows what kind of existence, what kind of terrifying monstrosity lies beneath his existence.

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Sona: “You … you bastard!”

She curses while holding her bleeding hand by a cloth she is tying with her mouth, as her other hand is broken as well.

Chang Lu: “Hah! Hah! Hah!”

Meanwhile, her opponent breathes again and again, trying to convince himself that the danger he had felt a little while ago is gone, that he has successfully avoided the destruction he felt was impeding upon him a moment ago.

Chang Lu: “N-now … you can’t summon any Spirits.”

As he says so, and finally realizes that it really is true, a smile comes on his face without him even trying to form one. If he could see himself in a mirror now, he would hate himself for making such a smile, not because it’s sadistic, but because that’s the smile his creator used to have.

Chang Lu: “I … win, I win.”

He says, more so to convince himself than for any other reason.

Chang Lu: “I win, you lose.”

He had faced a terrifying opponent, one that could instill fear in him with her raging emotions, but he has defeated her now.

It’s over.

He has won.

His opponent has lost.

Sona: “Not … yet!”

His opponent says, with a calmness that’s almost as terrifying as her rage was, and as she stares at his small figure with bloodshot eyes, Chang Lu moves back an inch in confusion and anxiety.

Chang Lu: “What the heck? You obviously already lost. How can you say it’s not over when it obviously is. Are you an idiot? A moron? Did your brain fall off alongside your hand?”

Sona: “Oh my, oh my, oh my, look at the little Hellfire bursting out at a handicapped woman as if he’s terrified of her.”

Hearing her mock him so, the ‘little Hellfire’ clicks his tongue and tries to retort, but only then remembers something important.

Chang Lu: “Oh, right. I have yet to defeat it, huh?”

He says, and turns around to look at Sagzear looking at him with bloodshot eyes as well.”

Chang Lu: “You can’t send any more Spirits, but I still got to take care of the one you already sent.”

He tries to calm himself as he faces Sagzear, readying him to finally show the lone Spirit who is boss, or so he thinks.

Sona: “I thought I told you that I’d make it clear, not to underestimate me.”

She says, and a fox runs past his cheeks at a ridiculous speed, leaving a scratch and stopping right near Sagzear.

And just as he is about to inspect what it is, the ground beneath him trembles, making him jump away from it, and as he does so, a little hand of a mice-like thing reaches out to grab it.

Landing away, he hears the chirping of a sparrow, a chirping that he isn’t able to ignore, as if the sparrow that is chirping is telling him something, and it’s not pleasant.

And finally, something so fast that his Psychic eyes can barely follow comes out from behind him, runs past him, and stops and turns around to look at him with bloodshot eyes as well, and all the others gather their rhythm around its movements, the movements of that rabbit.

Sona: “Strategically speaking, disabling my hands wasn’t a bad idea.”

She says as she steps herself up, and stands right before the rabbit, with all others encircling around her.

Sona: “Too bad for you, being around Ethan Kales has given me a habit of trying to predict my opponent’s moves, even the most horrifyingly abhorrent ones.”

Chang Lu steps back, from horror at many things.

Sona: “So, then, as I was saying earlier, the trailer’s over.”

And, the Hellfire has yet to realize the fact that would end up terrifying him more than anything else.

Sona: “Let’s get the real fight started.”

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Sneha: “Again?”

She says with irritation and comical exasperation as she sees Laurie Brown standing in their way as they break out of the treasury with their loot.

Ethan: “Well, what can I say? Guess someone else would have to stay behind as well.”

He says sardonically, knowing the reason for Sneha’s exasperation.

Laurie: “Ha!”

Scoffing, the Hellfire asks,

Laurie: “Are you suggesting that one of you will stay behind and stall me while the other two run away?”

Gabriel: “I suppose, and I guess this time I should do it.”

Surprising not just Laurie but Ethan and Sneha as well, Gabriel Washington volunteers.

Gabriel: “I’m plenty worried about my mission failing with those two fighting back there. If I leave another of you four here, my anxiety might reach the tipping point.”

Ethan smirks and Sneha sighs, but before they could say any of their goodbyes and best wishes,

Laurie: “Are you talking about the mission the Phoenix gave you? Well, I guess you haven’t been notified of it then.”

She says as she looks at her fellow Hellfire with a condescending smirk.

Gabriel: “Notified of what?”

Laurie: “Well, why don’t you see it for yourself?”

As she says so, she puts her hand up with its arch pointing upwards and makes a projection appear in the air, and this projection shows him the images of a rundown, broken, searing mass of rubble that may once have been a city.

Ethan: “Well, that’s … sci-fi-ish, I guess.”

He comments on the projection ability itself since its contents don’t really make much sense to him. However,

Gabriel: “Is that … no way!”

The Hellfire recognizes it.

Laurie: “Yes, indeed. That’s Kesley.”

With Ethan and Sneha taken aback, Laurie Brown continues,

Laurie: “It seems someone attacked Rosevelt, and that someone was powerful enough to do this.”

All the listeners have their mouths agape as they hear so.

Laurie: “Such massive destruction, who knows that the Phoenix, the man who was attacked, survived or not?”

Gabriel: “He would not survived, if not,”

Laurie: “The point is, Gabriel, it SEEMS like he is dead, and as soon as this possibility starts spreading amongst the various factions, the entire power balance will collapse, this whole farce of killing Abgere to become the Phoenix will have no meaning and all us Hellfires will start aiming to become the Phoenix ourselves while all the other factions start rampaging Vermilion for our resources.”

It’ll be utter chaos, is what she is saying. And since that will be the case,

Laurie: “It doesn’t matter anymore if you sent Abgere to Kesley or some other place. He is not a priority, not anymore. The priority now is to become the one who defeated the third faction, to gain the achievement that would give me a leg up on every other Hellfire in the race, and to do that before any of them even know about the race.”

She says so, plainly stating that defeating them is more important to her than killing Abgere. In which case, the situation remains the same, or maybe it’s worse.

Gabriel: “I have to get to Kesley, as soon as possible.”

To the man who has everything staken on Vermilion, everything staken on the Phoenix, what’s happening is a nightmare come true.

Ethan: “At a time like this, that bastard is guaranteed to make a move. We need to get to the Phoenix too.”

And, on the other hand, Ethan has his own demon to deal with.

So,

Sneha: “Hah!”

The only left who could deal with the Hellfires opposing them, giving them the chance to do what they have to do, is the Aural of the third faction.

Sneha: “Well then, know that this brings you in my debt.”

She says, and steps forward, facing the Hellfire who is smirking at her as if she stands no chance.

Sneha: “Now go!:

And with that, the four-member third faction gets as thinned out as it can possibly get.

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