A thrill coursed through Number One's veins the moment she saw the blade's movement. Deep inside her, a sense of utmost peril loomed, enshrouding her heart like a cage. Unbidden, a piercing cry tore past Number One's lips. A split second later, lightning surged, as if spurred into action by her cry. Before, the lightning had been hovering idly in mid-air, shrouding the agents' bodies like two cloaks. Now, in the throes of danger, the lightning lashed out in lethal bolts, whipping and zipping across the yellow gloom of the battlefield. The lightning burst onwards, following Number One's line of sight until it clashed head on with the descending longsword. Jarred by the impact, Number One's vision shook. All of a sudden, the surrounding ambiance dissipated before her eyes. Streaks of murky dark-yellow vacated the air, as if whisked away by a strong gust of wind. Intense firelight burst forth in a long, continuous stretch. The light gushed towards the two agents like a ti
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