The phone did not vibrate. It screamed. Kaito stood on the rooftop. The wind was cold. The screen lit up his face. Twenty red dots pulsed on the map. They were not scattered. They were arranged. A circle around the Grey District. A net closing tight.
Kuro said: "Twenty breaches."
Kaito said: "I see them."
Kuro said: "This is not an attack. This is a signal."
Kaito said: "It feels like war."
Kuro said: "War comes later. This is a warning."
Kaito put the phone away. He opened his jacket. He fanned the cards. All fourteen were there. They vibrated in his hand. They felt the hunger. They felt the scale. Kaito did not hesitate. He could not fight this alone. He could not fight this sequentially. He had to unleash everything.
Kaito said: "All units."
The cards glowed. Light erupted from his hand. It shot into the sky. It rained down across the district. Fourteen beams of color. Ice. Fire. Shadow. Wind. Steel. Void. Weight.
Kaito said: "Engage."
