Mio
The shimmer spat them out onto concrete.
[Entering Incursion]
[Ajinomoto Stadium — Grade: C]
[Type: Overflow]
[Hostiles: 1,001]
The stadium had been hollowed. Seats ripped from the stands, the pitch replaced with packed dirt and firelight. Torches lined the upper concourse, burning green. The sky above the open roof was gone. Just darkness where Tokyo should have been.
"What's the Engine say, Mio?" Kaito asked. Sword at his hip, eyes already scanning the concourse.
"Over..." She blinked. Read it again. The number didn't change. "Over one thousand."
He didn't react. Nodded like she'd told him the weather.
"You didn't tell me you had the Engine," Mori said from behind. "So it's true. All champs have it."
"How do you know?"
"Yenling-sama trained me. Duh."
Mio turned. Mori was still dragging her feet, mask fogging, eyes half-shut. She said it like she'd told Mio her blood type.
"This is gonna take a while," Kaito said.
