He took a deep breath, seemingly suppressing the emotions inside him, then suddenly leaped up.
In an instant, a fierce flash burst forth from him, which blinded the clown just as it did him. At the same time, nearly a hundred armed Autonomous Units rose up on both sides of the alley. Their cold light gleamed, gun barrels were lowered, and the red light of the aiming devices flashed. Bullets, like a violent storm, poured out, striking the enemy, the silver Enchanted Bullets continuously piercing and ripping through him.
[Kindness requires even stronger power to support it; otherwise, it becomes merely a hypocritical lie and an escape.]
Regarding the precept of that highness, the organization always remembered, concentrating superior forces to fully strike against evildoers, unrelentingly and with the mentality of a gambler seeking victory.
