"I've ran away my whole life, but now my running has become a talent that no one can surpass me in.

The man in the business suit banged his cell phone against the table breaking it after a couple of times for what has happen. The bandaged up man spoke, "What's the matter Mr.Trent?" Mr. Trent was shaking with rage. "I just got word from our intelligence that the attack on Maken and company's headquarters was stopped, most have been arrested, even your Ten Sword AnQels, except for one has been arrested." Trent looked over at the little girl adjusting herself. "So in other words the ten sword AnQels are all but destroyed." "Why? Not only did we send them, they even had the giant there was no way they could have failed, how can MakenZero defeat four million, eight hundred thousand and five hundred battle ready warriors!?" "They were stronger then we were," the bandaged man said. "After all, in this world the flesh of the weak is the food of the strong. The strong live, the weak die. But it's okay. I'm strong, so I can do the work of ALL of the Ten Sword AnQels and the army we built, can't I? Well, I'll just be a minute." She walked out. The bandaged man smiled slyly, "The strong live, the weak die. Those words I taught her are the code she lives by. It's her only truth. It's impossible read the lines of her sword. She uses her natural gifts to the fullest. A born prodigy who surpasses even MakenZero. And there's something Maken didn't see at our first meeting. The other gift of the girl assassin has. The supreme violence I discovered and perfected in her. You were given a glimpse of what will destroy you, Maken..."

Elsewhere. "Alright I had enough," Yumi pushed away from Swipe. "What are you so mad about, I carried you the whole way." He screamed, his silver eyes were giving off a glow. "Shut up what woman would be carried like a dog." "Okay how about I carry you like bride-over-the-threshold manner?" "No way not with you!" "Count me out too a twisted bitch like you." "What did you say!?" "Miss Yumi, is that the next room?" Maken asked quietly interrupting them. "Yes. That's the room of the Prodigy, strongest of the Ten Sword AnQels. This time, you've met your destiny - - "Hey I think I heard of this person, any good?" Swipe was talking to Maken now. Yumi was looking mad (Hey weren't you listening to me?" "Yes, this is the youth who cut through my sword in an exchange in a speed attack. We both withdrew in a draw, if we would have continued, it was obvious by looking after our swords who held the advantage. But now I have my new sword and the succession technique, I will not be defeated."

They opened the door and there she stood Nyx. "It's been a long time Mr. Zero, I'm pleased that you arrived here safely." Swipe smacked his head, "This is her a little girl?" Thinking to himself. "Don't know what kind of hero I was expecting, but this is the kid Maken can't defeat?" "I thank you for your kind words, but I have no time for wit or conversation. Will you fight, or let me pass? Answer me quickly." Maken spoke smoothly. "Time? Oh, you mean your headquarters situation. It's in no danger. We just received word that our attack had failed. (noticing the shock on all three faces) Mr. Trent was surprised as well, but, well, the truth is the truth. But now it's I who has no time. I've got to do the work of the Ten Sword AnQels and the near five million army ALL on my own. I can't allow you to take up too much of my time. And so." Nyx falls into battou-jutsu stance. (The battou-jutsu stance is a stance for fast sword fighting and techniques.)

Maken takes the stance as well and they charge towards each other. They strike, blocking the other's blade with their own, and fall back. Nyx sword has a hairline crack at the point of impact. "All right!" Swipe was excited that a fight had started and Maken was starting out good. "What do you mean, it's just a tiny scratch, they're almost even." Yumi told him. "Wow. It doesn't look any different, but your new blade is very fine, Mr. Zero. My treasured Kiki Ichimonji Norimune is nothing in comparison," Nyx replied smiling as usual. Yumi thinking, "Kiku Ichimonji. But that's an even greater sword than the Nagaso Nekotetsu! He cracked that famous blade?" "If the wielder is the best, then the blade is the best. Even a small crack will be a huge disadvantage, fighting in this enclosed space. Whatever happened in their last match, MakenZero is faster at battou-jutsu. This time he's got her." Swipe smiled, he couldn't believe it was this little girl, she looked at least 11 years old. How could she be so strong, not even you train hard enough at such an early age she should be able to stand up to Maken's attacks. Something wasn't adding up.

"You're gotten better, Mr. Zero. You were so strong to begin with, it's amazing that you could improve. But it's strange. No matter how strong someone like you gets, I just can't understand you. Well, it's all right. You'll never be a match for Mr. Orez. I'll just have to take you a little more seriously." She dashes forward and seems to disappear, reappearing beside Maken to take a swing at him. Maken barely dodges. Maken thinking, "That--that leg strength. So this is the strength of the assassin that cut down the General in a car moving 65 mph!" "Oh? Did I miss?"