Satoru's lips curled into a frown, as he sighed out loud in annoyance. He had been waiting for Suguru for fifteen minutes by now, both had been assigned the duty to protect the Star Plasma Vessel before her inevitable merge with Master Tengen. As he repeatedly kicked his shoe against the dusty ground, a loud explosion came from the building behind him and Suguru emerged with the vessel in his arms, atop one of his cursed spirits.

''Huh....there they are''. Satoru simply stated, with a touch of disinterest in his tone as his cursed technique stopped the knives that were thrown at him by the members of the religious group that was after the vessel.