As the melting pot of Negaverse agents, senshi and innocent civilians make their escape from the hellish hospital, watchful eyes monitor the security cameras, ensuring the coast is clear. Although they weren't able to see anything significant like identities during the temporary blackout, figuring out who the strangers really were wasn't the priority on their agenda.
Minutes later, two figures materialize near the pile of ash. Heels and boots make their way over to the youma's remains and one dark boot kicks away the soot, revealing a soft glow hiding within. Reaching down, he pulls up a long chain - Mauvian technology at its finest - and dangles it in front of both him and his Lieutenant.
"Gotta hand it to you, Angelcakes. It went off without a hitch."
The woman next to him smirked and took the amulet from her boss, pocketing it quietly as she braced herself for their exit out of the hellhole. Laurelite would hopefully be proud of their energy gathering - it wasn't every day that you could convince a senshi to give up some of theirs, right? And what energy was stronger than that of a senshi's powerful attack?
As the police rushed through, both figures disappeared into thin air with one final whip of General Obsidian's cloak.
