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What the man did was a surprise. He leapt over the swipe of one Rat Ogre and then used its muscled arm as a springboard to sail towards one of the relatively fresh ogres. He took the brute off guard, which allowed him to stab both sword remnants right into the Rat Ogre's eyes, blinding it, before leaping back and out of range. The beast shrieked and roared as it flailed around looking for the one who had wounded it so badly.
"Now that is what I'd classify as 'brutal'," Sona informed Saji, who was now looking noticeably green again.
Down on the arena floor, the man reached into thin air and pulled out another pair of badly made ninjatō from something.
"That's no Sacred Gear." Rias said with another frown, "No spell either. Any ideas, Sona?"
"None. Whatever he's using isn't a conventional dimensional spell or Sacred Gear." The Sitri Heiress answered with a frown that matched her childhood friend's own.
The blinded Rat Ogre was still flailing around, half berserk from the pain of losing its eyes. It clawed two of the other Rat Ogres, causing heavy bleeding on their backs from its razor-sharp claws, making them turn on it.
With two of his enemies distracted, the armoured man launched an attack on the remaining two, cutting with both swords rapidly as he danced around them. The Rat Ogres were slow and one thing the armoured man had made certain to do was to not stay in the same place long enough for the oversized rats to get ahold of him. Even their blade-tipped tails couldn't touch him.
"He knows how to fight enemies larger than him rather well." Rias remarked to Akeno.
"Ufufufufufufufu…it certainly seems so." The former Nephilim replied with a chuckle, "But Rias, strength to one side, he seems to be more powerful than those…things."
Rias agreed with her [Queen]. The Rat Ogres were big and physically powerful. That was all they had. They were slow, dumb and feral, easy to avoid, easy to trick and easy to strike. Whoever this person was, they clearly knew how to take full advantage of those facts.
In a few minutes, both of the Rat Ogres the armoured man had been attacking slammed to the ground, dead. The blind Rat Ogre was ripped to pieces by the other two at roughly the same time, leaving the other two free to attack their original target, starting the deadly dance of death again.
"How can he keep fighting those things so calmly?" Saji asked with a half-awed, half scared expression on his face, "If it was me, I'd have panicked a long time ago with monsters like that looming over me."
"A good question." Sona nodded, "Ask him when we meet him."
As they had been watching, the two High-Class Devils had been working on the barrier analysis. Sona frowned before a grin plucked at her mouth.
"Found it. Looks like the weakest point of the barrier is slightly off-centre to the right." She announced, "Rias, Akeno, get ready. Fire a full-power blast at the marked location."
A Sitri circle appeared at the exact location she referred to at a click of her fingers.
Rias pooled Power of Destruction in her hands, while Akeno crackled all over with lightning. Sona, on the other hand, merely adjusted her glasses as she pooled water in her free hand. As one, the three female Devils unleashed their attacks at the target point, striking it within seconds of each other. Black-tinged crimson Power of Destruction was wreathed in yellow thunder magic and surrounded by water as cold as ice as they bore into the centre of the barrier's weak point. The glass, a good two-inches thick, had shattered and melted away in the first second of the magic barrage.
"Keep it up!" Sona grunted, "It's starting to fail!"
Indeed, the green barrier was straining at the edges to keep up with the requirements of stopping the power of three Devils, two High-Class and one Mid-Class. Green lightning arced off it in places and holes appeared around the point of impact before being sealed up sloppily.
After a few more moments of tense struggle, the barrier finally dissipated, the emitters melting into a puddle of boiling metal from the strain they had been under. The three female Devils smirked in satisfaction before they noticed one, vital detail.
The armoured man was gone. The corpses of the five Rat ogres were there, but not the man they were after. Another pair of doors stood open at the other end of the arena, one blocked by another crackling forcefield.
"I am becoming sick of constantly falling short of catching up with this man!" Rias pouted adorably.
"Not something you're accustomed to, eh Rias?" Sona teased her, but she was irked too.
"Let's go." The Gremory Heiress sighed, considering herself mightily generous by not spanking her old friend for that quip. Yes, her body was naturally seductive by nature and that usually meant she had to avoid getting men coming on to her rather than try to get them on her to come on to her, but there was no need to be snarky!
The group entered the other door way, the forcefield crackling into place behind them.
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