Chapter 15

"Come forward, Albedo, Scáthach," I mentally invoked their presence, summoning them from the depths of the world I had come to understand.

In an instant, Albedo materialized beside me, her commanding presence radiating a mixture of elegance and authority.

She exuded an aura of confidence as she walked purposefully towards Amai Mask. Her gaze, a blend of icy determination and subtle menace, bore into him, a silent warning of her unwavering loyalty to me.

Amai Mask, who had been caught off guard by Albedo's sudden appearance, met her gaze with a mix of surprise and unease. The atmosphere seemed to shift as their eyes locked, an unspoken exchange taking place between them.

Meanwhile, Scáthach emerged on my other side, her enigmatic demeanor intact. She observed the scene with a keen interest, her expression neutral but her eyes revealing a depth of perception that few could match. While her presence was less overtly confrontational than Albedo's, it carried an undeniable intensity that kept everyone on edge

The tension in the air was palpable as Albedo stood before Amai Mask, her words unspoken but her intent clear.

She was a formidable figure, fiercely protective of me and unafraid to assert her authority when necessary.

Amai Mask's question hung in the air like a blade waiting to strike. Child Emperor's forehead was beaded with sweat, a clear indication of the tension that had enveloped the room. The arrival of Albedo and Scáthach.

had transformed the atmosphere into a battleground of unspoken power dynamics.

Albedo's presence radiated a blend of authority and unpredictability, her black hair creating a striking contrast.

Her eyes, a window into her complex thoughts, scanned Amai Mask with an intensity that felt like a penetrating gaze into his very soul. It was as if she were assessing him on a level beyond the ordinary.

Scathach, standing by Albedo's side, exuded a contrasting calmness. Her silver hair framed a face that seemed perpetually serene, and her gentle smile held an enigmatic depth. Even though her demeanor was tranquil, there was an underlying current of understanding that seemed to stretch beyond the surface.

Child Emperor's analytical mind struggled to grapple with the sudden arrival of these enigmatic figures. His usual composure wavered in the face of their commanding presence. The silent pressure they emitted created an invisible yet inescapable force that held the room in its grip.

A shared look between Kai and Albedo conveyed a silent understanding. He recognized her diplomatic prowess, sensing that she could navigate this tense terrain with finesse. Albedo's measured words broke the silence, her tone carrying both intrigue and caution.

Albedo's gaze burned with disdain as she locked her intense crimson eyes onto Amai Mask. The mere audacity of a mortal attempting to confront her master seemed to stoke the flames of her contempt. Her towering presence exuded an air of regality that seemed to elevate her above the room's occupants.

"Mere mortals dare to lay their hands upon my master?" Her voice dripped with a mixture of fury and incredulity.

The idea that someone would challenge Kai's authority invoked an almost primal reaction within her. Her loyalty to him was unwavering, and she would brook no disrespect towards him.

Scáthach, equally incensed, fixed Amai Mask with an unyielding glare. Her vibrant red wine eyes flashed with an intensity that could rival a storm.

Her stance, poised and powerful, spoke volumes of her warrior spirit. The audacity of Amai Mask's actions seemed to have ignited a smoldering fire within her.

Kai, ever the diplomat, stepped in between Albedo and Scáthach, his calm demeanor a soothing balm to the escalating tension.

His words were a gentle caress that sought to quell the storm brewing within both Albedo and Scáthach. His touch, both figurative and metaphorical, tamed the tempestuous emotions that had been unleashed.

"Easy, my dears," he spoke with a voice that carried a soothing melody. "Let us remember our purpose here.

We are allies seeking a harmonious resolution." His gaze shifted between Albedo and Scáthach, his expression a mixture of understanding and reassurance. "Your loyalty warms my heart, but let us not forget the importance of measured responses."

Albedo's fiery ire seemed to cool under Asahi's words, her rigid posture gradually relaxing. Scáthach's stormy expression transformed into one of contemplation, the storm within her eyes receding to reveal a glimmer of introspection.

Kai's next words carried a weight that seemed to reverberate within the room, leaving those present momentarily speechless. "You should know that Albedo and Scáthach are not merely S-Class. They are SSS-Rank, standing at the pinnacle of strength."

The pronouncement hung in the air, a revelation that shifted the perception of Albedo and Scáthach's capabilities. The room seemed to hold its breath, the implications of their true rank settling in with a gravity that was hard to ignore.

Child Emperor, Amai Mask, and even kai's previous adversaries were left momentarily stunned by this revelation. The knowledge that Albedo and Scáthach held a rank beyond S-Class added a layer of complexity to the situation.

Amai Mask and Child Emperor were left alone in the room, the tension from earlier still lingering in the air like an unresolved echo. Child Emperor couldn't resist breaking the silence, his youthful voice carrying a touch of concern.

"Are you fine now?" He ventured cautiously, his eyes studying Amai Mask's disheveled appearance. "Heroes shouldn't fight among themselves. We should find disasters and monsters to face together."

Amai Mask's response was a contemptuous snort, a clear indication of his lingering frustration. He turned abruptly and strode out of the room, his footsteps echoing down the corridor. His prideful demeanor seemed slightly tarnished, but his resolute spirit remained unbroken.

Child Emperor heaved a sigh as he watched Amai Mask's departure. 'When will he learn to work with others rather than against them?' The young hero's concern for his fellow S-Class member was evident, a testament to his idealistic outlook on heroism and cooperation.

Peering out of the room's open door, Child Emperor caught a glimpse of kai and the two enigmatic women engaged in animated conversation as they strolled down the hallway. His curiosity was piqued, and his analytical mind went into overdrive as he tried to piece together the puzzle.

'Who are they?' The question lingered in Child Emperor's thoughts, his scientific curiosity demanding answers.