Yui and Kimi regrouped with swift precision, their suits shimmering as they blocked the group's only escape. "You're not leaving," Yui said, his voice as cold and unyielding as his gaze.
His gauntlets began to hum, the energy coiling within them like a gathering storm. His predatory stare settled on Junjio, unblinking, the target fixed in his mind. Beside him, Kimi spun lightly, her once playful movements taking on a deadly grace.
"Playtime's over, rogues!" she called out with a mock cheerfulness. Her gas canister hissed as it primed, and the pink-lined energy field of her suit blazed brightly, reflecting the frantic, chaotic light of the hub.
The chamber erupted once more, the clash of forces reaching a new crescendo. Jasmine's mist collided with Kimi's gas, the two substances swirling into a roiling, opaque tempest that split the hub in two.
