Nemesis was doing pretty well against the last few youma on her end. Without their number to back them, she picked them off with ease. The end of her makeshift weapon was covered in little deceased-youma dust. She was concentrated enough on the task at hand that she hadn't realized that Chaonis had switched from fighting to running like the p***y little s**t that she thought him to be. Really, she should have expected him to run off instead of finishing his civic duty. When the tables turned against him, he'd show his true colors.

Still, it was hard to predict that Chaonis would nearly jump down on top of her. She happened to look up, only seeing the dark blurred image of her temporary partner above her before he forcibly knocked her down onto her back. Momentarily dazed, she didn't quite realize he was running off until he was almost out of the alleyway. A youma swarmed in, and she barely managed to bat it off with her arm. "I WILL KILL YOU!" she screeched in rage as Chaonis ran off, leaving her to clean up the mess he had made.

And because she was truly a good person deep down in the most remote regions of her soul, she spent the next few minutes bashing every last youma's head in.