“Cross gets it. If I wanted odd photos, I would’ve done something shady. Please don’t assume I’m some kind of weirdo.” Kazuki said. “I take my business very seriously.” Kazuki went over there and got the Camera.
“Oh my, well, I’m always ready for some photoshoot. I don’t mind, it’ll create a good memory to be part of the Brave Worlds next to the legendary Breakers. I wonder I’ll get popular?” Lucifer said. “As long we get the name, we must pay the price to continue our search. Otherwise, your friend’s life is in danger.” He’d spread out his wings while holding a wine bottle.
“Tsk… Bernkastel is right… this is becoming a pain already.” Spina held onto his pants. “Yeah, I can’t go in like this! Damn thief stole my belt!” It was also an excuse to not get involved with the picture, since he’s notoriously camera-shy. He couldn’t face the camera, his eyes darted to the right. Spina placed his hand on his torso, while pinching his shorts so it doesn’t look like it fall off, but the angle of his pants looks slightly off.
"It’s fine.” Kazuki said, pulling out his camera and taking a dozen of photos of them. “Cross, you stand between Cuki and Spina. I’ll need separate photos of you two (Cross and Cuki) since you guys are very uncommon in these sets.”
After a few minutes of the photo session, Kazuki nodded. “That's the first one down. Just need Brachi and whoever that came in here, and we’re square... once I taken another photo of the group together. Still need more pictures of Cuki and Cross.” He said. “But for now, the one who been collecting these Breakers Cards was Ultraman. He’s that dude with a chip on his shoulder, walking around like he owns the place.” He placed the camera away, under corner and resume his seat.
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Blank Guy felt the power of Brachi’s punch, causing him to fell on his knees as he held tight onto his stomach. He attempted to disperse, but it only allowed him limited distance due to his concentration being rocked. Appearing behind Brachi, he attempted to run, but the injury on his leg and crushing blow to his stomach, he was tumbling over, running into Panich head on. Due to the steer differences in strength, to the perspective of Blank Guy, it felt that he ran into a brick wall, falling back on his behind. He’d slowly look up, seeing Panich.
Clenching his fingers, Blank Guy just has one more trick. He hastily stood up and attempted to punch her to no avail. Seeing that the strength is too much and can’t run away due to sustaining too much injury, he’d twirl his fingers as an attempt to thicken the cloud of gas to the point to conceal his appearance—creating an powerful tornado to lift up everything near them, including the multitude of coins, objects, cars, police hovercars and debris.
