There was conflict brewing deep inside of him. The desire to follow faithfully the path he had chosen and the wish to see her not harmed. They produce a collision within his collective consciousness. It is why he had decided to seal away all attachments he had for anyone, specifically her. However, it was not the same as before where he could set it aside and process it much like a machine would. The result taints his actions and decisions. It effectively rendered his enactment of orders with a flaw. Something, he could not afford to do as a weapon and tool of the government.
Perhaps, it would have been better to...
"I should have never met you." Those words spilled forth without filter and hesitation. His entire existence would have been spared from this reality if he had remained as that entity. He would be what he has always been a simple tool. All that he had experienced would have not come to pass. Many would describe this as cowardice, him running away. He would not deny that. Ever since he was young, he had always been the crybaby, the one to get scared, the one who would run. That is probably why the process of eliminating his emotions had been done smoothly. Because, he did not want them anymore. "It is better if I do not remember you."
The rifle in his hand was dropped unceremoniously to the ground. "You are a distraction." Behind his helmet, his face was not as placid as he would normally be. It was twisted with sadness and pain only possible through the rationalizing of one's emotions. "Do not smile at me. Do not look at me like that." Because really, he could not afford seeing her like this to him. It would have been best if he had never seen her as nothing more but an android. However, it was not possible anymore.
To his eyes, this being before him is the only one...
"I will hurt you." Crux had procured his signature gun and pointed it at her. It is a fact that he knew that one of his bullet had entered her body though, it did not stay. However, that was enough. "I am your enemy. I will kill you. That is my order." Then, he pulled the trigger. Bullets came out in a consecutive line. Yet, they did not move in a manner known to such projectiles. Instead, it hovered in front of him as if waiting for something or rather for a command. "I am not your partner anymore."
On cue, the bullets began to move in a pattern incompletely erratic as if their movements were not their own. Uniquely, it was true. They were being controlled by the cognitive process of Crux. They were remotely controlled by him as they attacked her with the implication of tearing her apart. As for the one, she did not avoid. Yes, he had noticed that action to be a choice. It was advantageous to him but to her, it is not. The bullet carried a certain activation which he had derived from the program which attacked him, the creation of Madame Blossom.
As such, it was attaching itself or rather merging with her systems and when completed...
"Hate me. Forsake me. Forget me."
In the end, inexperience is a terrible foe in a battlefield.
Looking above him, it seemed that Crux was currently occupied with Project Zero. That would probably take a while. Caine was not ignorant of the situation between the two, so to speak. In any case, it would be better to expect that there would be no aid coming from the Black Knight anytime soon. He noticed the power current's inconsistent flow and also its transition to a rhythmic pattern. Perfectly described by Helena, a heartbeat. He could already imagine an angry Solla. "This will be messy." He noted and surely enough, the stability began to fluctuate once more. As if, it was being restrained ferociously.
The air around them began to crackle like thunder and soon created violent streaks of power. It made contact to the structure around them effectively causing explosions. The embers it caused landed on the plants which now changed the pristine white canvas into a roaring crimson of flames.
However, Caine was not bothered by this event. He glanced at Helena noticing that the bullet aimed for him had been taken care of. That was not his doing as he is incapable of such feats. "Thank you." Those words were directed at her as he accompanied it with a small nod. After doing so, he faced Stella and Mikhail once more as the fires start to increase in its intensity. "Finon. Take the men and leave." His order to the remaining men unharmed did not make much sense. But to question him, it was not allowed as his eyes left no point to argue. "Understood, Supreme General."
Soon enough, there was no one else left but him, Crux, Helena, Project Zero, Mikhail, and Stella. "This should be fair." With that said, Caine produced a metallic baton to his hand with accurate ease. Faster than the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of Stella and then delivered a backhand blow with the usage of the baton towards her head. Afterwards, he dashed towards Mikhail and this time delivered an uppercut to the younger man's chin with the tip of his baton.
Well, he is not like them after all. Nothing fancy.
It seemed that this guy know Solomon in which leads him to believe the guy was probably the brother. Well, the guy also knew the Prime Minister in a more close manner. Why he could say that? Prime Minister King seemed displeased in a way that could only be seen towards people he expected not to intervene. "You should have remained in your office, Dietrich." So, he was correct. This guy is brother and the Head of the Research and Science Division. Though, he was planning to do this alone. He was fine with unsolicited help.
Standing from his position in which he has no idea how he got there, Uno dusted his clothes and flexed his neck side-wards. "Shut it." He stated aridly while rolling his eyes. And here, he believed that he has the sole talent to piss someone off. Anyway, he extended his hand forward. The pool of blood near the Prime Minister moved towards him as it changed back into a blade. "I'll be taking back my sword in a short while." He noted with that confident smile unperturbed by the brush of death he had earlier. Those orange eyes did not flicker or waver.
Tirion's displeasure was soon reverted to his calm facade. He did expect something like this. Dr. Kisaragi's visitation did prompt him to conclude such happenings. "The only thing that both of you will gain is death." After saying that, Uno moved in a speed that he had never done. Though, it was made possible due to what he is. He attacked with a downward slash in which Tirion dodged by stepping back. But before, he could counterattack. He felt something wrapped around and restricting his arms and legs. Glancing at it, they were blood tentacles which sprouted from Uno's sword.
In that split-second, Uno threw a straight punch to Tirion's face. His fist almost touched the face, but it was met with resistance. He placed more force on it as Tirion's eye narrowed. The contact was barely made as Uno was pushed back once more and the tentacles which immobilized him were ripped apart as they fell on the ground as bloody mess. Fortunately for Uno, he was able to land on his feet this time. Somehow, the force was weaker than before. "Almost got you, didn't it..." He mocked the Prime Minister who stood there with annoyance.
He could feel it already beginning. There was not much time left. Uno Summus and even Dietrich Engles must be terminated at all cost. With that decision, the atmosphere around them suddenly became very heavy as the walls of the hall they were in had been torn away from its placement. They hovered as it was being changed into something else entirely. "Almost is failure." The walls were turned into sharp projectiles as they aimed for Uno and Dietrich.
Yet, it must be done.