A searing fire bomb shot from the distance, the crimson flames slamming into the Titan robot's outstretched mechanical hand, instantly knocking it away from Raiden Mei.
A barrage of scarlet bullets, like a meteor shower, sprayed through the air, tracing red streaks as they continuously hammered the steel body of the deep-blue robot standing before Mei.
The relentless onslaught of fiery bullets forced the heavy Titan robot to stumble back several steps before crashing heavily to the ground.
Raiden Mei remained completely unfazed by the Titan falling before her. Her cold gaze shifted slightly, looking towards the direction the red bullets came from.
Only when her golden eyes reflected a familiar figure did a flicker of emotion ripple through those cold, arrogant pupils. The frosty expression on her beautiful face softened slightly.
Ren Amamiya, clad in his black, wing-like trench coat, leaped high into the sky. Like a true black falcon, or perhaps a highly skilled gymnast, he twisted and spun mid-air, executing complex maneuvers.
He aimed the muzzles of his Mosin-Nagant Sunwheel pistols at the distant army of Titan robots, pulling the triggers with superhuman frequency. Relying solely on himself and his twin pistols, he unleashed a terrifying volume of firepower, like a small army, temporarily suppressing the entire Titan force.
Higokumaru's support ability was far more excellent than Ren had anticipated. With the aid of Higokumaru, the original wielder of Jizo Mitama's power, the strength Ren could draw from it was greatly enhanced.
The Mosin-Nagant Sunwheels currently gripped in Ren's hands, wreathed in crimson-black light, were a prime example of Higokumaru's supportive enhancement.
If Ren controlled Jizo Mitama himself, he could only apply enhancements to his Personas and himself.
But with Higokumaru's assistance, even inanimate objects like the Mosin-Nagant Sunwheel pistols could achieve terrifying levels of output far beyond their original capabilities.
"It's your time to shine! Persona—Kallen!!"
Ren suddenly tossed the Mosin-Nagant Sunwheel pistols high into the air. As gravity pulled him back towards the ground, he swiftly drew the Jizo Mitama katana strapped to his waist.
The crimson-black blade of Jizo Mitama swirled with eerie, ominous miasma.
Ren didn't reach up to remove the white spirit bird mask he wore. Instead, relying on the authority of Jizo Mitama, he materialized a black bird-beak mask adorned with a purple iris out of thin air.
A delicate hand, clad in a silky smooth purple glove, emerged from the void, lightly grasping the black mask and placing it over her own fair, flawless face. Only her small, delicate chin and her sapphire-like, beautiful blue eyes were visible.
A thrilled, eager smile played on Kallen's lips. Appearing in the real world in response to Ren's call, she deftly reached out, perfectly catching the two Mosin-Nagant Sunwheel pistols Ren tossed up from below.
"The Phantom Thief takes the stage! It's Showtime!"
Her white braids swaying, Kallen, dressed in her fitted purple suit, descended from the sky holding the twin Mosin-Nagants, heading straight for the center of the Titan robot army.
While selecting her landing spot, she gleefully pulled the triggers, firing streams of fiery crimson bullets down at the Titans below.
Five hundred years had passed; crude firearms had undergone countless upgrades. The Mosin-Nagant Sunwheel pistols in her slender hands—their design, feel, and the damage they inflicted—felt perfectly suited to Kallen.
If firearms of this caliber had been developed five hundred years ago, Kallen would definitely have pushed Otto to mass-produce them within Schicksal. It surely would have significantly reduced the casualty rate among Schicksal's Valkyries.
The blade of Jizo Mitama burned with ominous crimson-black flames, tracing a sharp, dark slash through the air.
As Ren landed before Raiden Mei, another deep-blue robot attempting to grab her crashed to the ground, cleanly bisected by the incredibly sharp Jizo Mitama.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Casually flicking the Jizo Mitama blade in his hand to extinguish the clinging dark flames, Ren slowly turned around, his voice filled with concern as he addressed Raiden Mei, who hadn't moved from her spot.
Facing hundreds of massive, intimidating blue Titan robots, it was perfectly normal for an ordinary kendo girl like Mei to be frozen in fear. But Ren couldn't rule out the possibility that she had injured her ankle and was unable to escape.
Although not as skilled in healing as Hare, Ren had now mastered the healing skill called "Dia." Injuries like a sprained ankle were something he could easily mend.
"You're... Ren-kun? Why are you dressed like that?"
Just as Ren turned and his eyes met Mei's, noticing with surprise the characteristic golden hue in her pupils—a trait only her Shadow possessed...
The golden color in Mei's pupils gradually faded, returning to the familiar violet Ren knew.
Her ice-cold expression melted like spring snow, becoming vividly alive. The noble, cold, and imposing aura vanished in an instant, replaced by a gentle, almost frail feeling.
Staring at Ren standing before her in his black phantom thief attire, wearing a white mask covering half his face, holding the crimson-black Jizo Mitama katana—looking completely different from usual, like a mysterious phantom thief—
Raiden Mei's eyes widened in astonishment, unable to comprehend the situation for a moment.
However, even as she reeled from the surreal scene...
Gazing at Ren, whose mysterious aura was enhanced by his phantom thief outfit, a faint blush crept onto Mei's fair cheeks.