Third Dragon Keeper (Patreon)

……………………………………………..

Hector P.O.V.

If Pelkora were not such a cockroach, I would already be far away from this place and testing my new Divine Artifact, but here I am.

“Wha- Why are we pointing our weapons at the Red Keeper?” A female cadet I didn’t bother to learn the name asks.

Ah yes, from their point of view, things are a little confusing.

“Stupid, he is obviously an impersonator!” A male cadet shouts

“Not really…” I start and raise Red Dragon Salamandra. “My Divine Artifact is enough proof that I am the real Red Keeper now.”

“Shut Up!” The girl who is second in command of the Green battalion shouts at me.

“Ah yes, that was not disclosed to the public, and you would not want anyone to know…” I speak as if I just remembered something, then smile mockingly. “That Akabane lost his Divine Artifact to me.”

“!!” The eyes of those who are not privy to this information widen.

Yes, I want this to get out and the faith in the Rangers to fall…

Meh, who am I trying to trick? They would rather silence everyone here before letting that information leak. But it's good enough if those cadets lose their faith in the Rangers, I guess.

Hm… Wait, this really doesn’t fuck matter to me. Those people are nothing… Ah, this can work for them to think that this is my plan, when in truth I just want the Divine Artifacts.

Yep, this can work. To confuse my enemy, do confusing things…

I just need to sell my cause as something bigger than it really is, that will distract them a little from the fact that I am just a fucking thief.

“You… What is your objective??” Kanon, the girl who is the Junior First Class of the Green Battalion, shouts to ask me.

“I see… You are from the information gathering group, huh? I don’t mind telling you…” I speak with fanfare, throwing my hand back to make my cape flutter on the nonexistent wind. 

We are on the underground after all.

“I am here to bring real justice to this world!” I say righteously. Heck, I don’t even know what I am saying… I am just gonna spew some bullshit that barely makes sense. “The Rangers lost what made them the Rangers… They think Divine Artifacts and their suits made them heroes? Then I will take it from them and see what remains! I am gonna punish those fake heroes!!”

Pretty good, if I do say so myself, especially since I invented all this just now.

I point at them and continue, “I already started the judgment… of both Invaders and Rangers. At my feet  lies the mortal remains of Pelkora of the Twelve Executives, and at my hand…”

I dramatically reach behind me and pull out Blue Dragon Leviathan.

All eyes widen and twinkle with recognition. Suzukiri's eyes shine a little differently from the rest, though…

“That’s… What did you do with Big Brother!!” The little kid who is the Junior First Class of the Blue battalion shouts, her expression twisted with worry.

Oh… Let’s see what happens with my heart when I say it…

“I already said, no?” I start with an even voice. “I passed judgment upon him… and I found him guilty.” I reveal with finality

“Nooooooooo!” The little girl that is not a little girl shouts with anguish. She grabs her laser sword (pretty cool stuff that I wanna steal to test against my lightsaber later) and charges at me.

 Look at those big eyes… filled with tears and rage, and sadness too… Wow, so many emotions that she hasn’t even processed are being shown on them. Eyes are really the windows of the soul…

“Meh, I don’t feel anything particularly…”

Thwack 

I bitchslap her after I enter her range and before she can enter mine, sending her flying back to her group.

The muscular macho gay dude who is the First Class Junior of the Pink Battalion enters her trajectory and stops her with his torso, hugging the little girl.

“I am doing good here, girl… Purging both the fake heroes and the villains.” I say, knowing very well that I can not convince her, but I am gonna sell this act till the end. “I thought you all would understand… but it seems the teachings of the Rangers brainwashed you all.”

I adopt a fighting stance that makes all of them tense. “It is better that I get rid of all of you too then… To not taint the pure minds of the world. I reckon you all must have some Incantation Cartridges too, right?”

Whoosh

I move fast and attack a particular person of the group…

I don’t remember his name, but an Executive killed his brother; it may very well be Peltrola, and the Red Keeper denied that fact. So now, here is a cadet, for revenge and whatever…

Maybe he can make some storm, some chaos I can take advantage of, now that I confirmed to him that the Executives are around.

But the main reason I am attacking the guy is that he looks like an NTR bastard.

Tanned with blonde hair? Really?

Bam

I punch him in the dick.

“And stay away from other people’s women.” I point at him while he holds his groin.

“W-Why?” He is sweating bullets, slowly falling to the ground in pain

“I don’t like your skin color… Wait… that came out very badly…” I don’t have time to save myself from being canceled because some attacks are flying at me.

Of course… all those guys are trash, and I can dodge pretty easily.

Whoosh 

I disappear from my spot and reappear on the side to take a good look at them…

Man… the difference between them and the Rangers, or Executives, is huge. So unfair… it is like comparing a normal sorcerer with a Special Grade in Jujutsu Kaisen.

Whoosh 

I step forward again, faster than the eye can keep up, and move to the Kanon girl from the Green Battalion. She has a half-mask that can bite things, and I am pretty sure it contains at least a copy of an Incantation Cartridge of the Green Dragon Keeper, or the real thing… Maybe I should take it from her already…

Her eyes widen at seeing me appear in front of her. Blue Dragon Leviathan is pulled back and is ready to impale her on her shoulder.

Ting

But something stops my attack, a barrier…

“...” I look over Kanon’s shoulder and see Suzukiri staring at me with her dead black eyes.

“...” There is no movement of her mouth, eyes, or face… She didn’t really “say” anything, but I got it.

Okay… I will stop now. I know that this is enough.

This Kanon girl is important if I want to get the Green Dragon keeper too… I would not really kill her, just take her out of the fight before I can attack the macho gay dude from the Pink Battalion.

I guess I should just retreat. My Makima gave her orders, after all…

After making a show of trying a little more, I jump back. The Kanon girl looks surprised Suzukiri saved her.

“It seems I can’t do much as long as you are here…” I talk with Suzukiri like I don’t know her. “The Rangers can’t protect you forever, traitor… I am gonna deal with you sooner or later.” I point at her with my weapon while spewing more bullshit. 

Then I  run away.

Not without a flourish of my cape, of course. “My job here is done anyway.”

And I dramatically leave, disappearing after using Telekinesis to gather dust and create a smokescreen. 

……………………………………………….

“Hiruko.”

PSSSSSHHHH

A jet of water leaves the tip of the lance, and I horizontally move it to cut through the trees in front, creating an open space.

“You keep surprising me…” Suzukiri, my partner in crime, comments behind me.

“?” I turn to look at her

“One normally can’t use two Divine Artifacts.” She explains. Ah yes, if I am not wrong, only she can pull this off.

“What? Don’t you think blue fits me?” I open my arms to show the Blue Keeper Suit. Not my favorite helmet, but I like the color.

And I have to say, [World Attunement] is really amazing.

Such a discreet, low-key, but incredible Mechanic.

It really makes me compatible with the “power-ups” of the universe where I use it.

I mean, I still haven’t really done any “stress testing”, but if I do not become a monster by using the Incantations of this Divine Artifact, it will be enough proof that I can probably go for almost anything in the Omniverse.

That radioactive spider bite is looking pretty tempting right now…

Of course, I have common sense, and I will not try to take a bath of Gamma Radiation or become the host of some Entity, but if I can’t do it now, I will probably be able to in the future.

Who knows? Maybe I can become a fully functional Hulk instead of a raging monster, or I can keep whatever tries to take over my body in check and slowly make their powers mine.

The wish that I made to the Genie should have that covered too.

But I will start small… A world attunement in the Jujutsu Kaisen universe, and then I send some of Sukuna's fingers down my throat. Pause.

I will not even need to wait for [World Attunement] to lower their population ratio requirement. Yes, for now, only if the power system is accessible to 80% of the population do I get it, but I will awaken cursed energy if I eat Sukuna’s fingers, right?

The problem is having other people inside me… Not a big fan of that.

Where can I find something that removes unwelcome freeloaders from my body? Maybe some exorcism spell? But then I would lose the powers too… Something that takes out the drawback and keeps the benefits…

Should I visit Dandadan?

“I think you look pretty much the same.” She says with an emotionless voice

“You are a hater.” I sigh.

“And you really killed the Blue Dragon Keeper.” She comments.

“...And you are…sad? Happy? Impressed?” I try because I don’t know if she is happy or unhappy. Those eyes are too emotionless, and the placid smile reveals nothing! She could be both angry and calm.

“I am happy, of course~ Can’t you tell?” She tilts her head a little.

“...you will be a terrifying mom.” I warn her, “I pity your children and husband.”

“That is mean.” She says that but looks like she doesn’t care. “You are also not that easy to read, you know?”

“What? I wear my heart on my sleeve! There is no more honest soul than mine in this universe.” I declare. I am not even exaggerating.

“Oh, and how are you feeling after killing Aoshima?” She asks, and now I understand what she is talking about.

“Ah… that? You probably can’t tell what I am feeling because I am not feeling anything.” I shrug

“...”

“Pretty underwhelming. No sense of accomplishment beyond the acquisition of the Divine Artifact, no guilt for killing the guy that I know that is not that bad, and no real pleasure either… Just a chore done.”

“...”

“The fight was a little fun though… just a little.” I reveal after thinking about it a little more, “I tried some new moves and played a little, but that is it… More about me than about him.”

“Then you are the real sociopath here, while I am just pretending.” Her smile widens, looking bright, despite her ruthless words.

“Are you sure you are not a sociopath?”

“Me? I am a fragile dame with a maiden heart, forced to hide my emotions in this cruel world.” She puts a hand over her bosom while making a pitiful face. But her eyes are still dead.

“...yeah. You continue lying, and I will continue believing in you.” I say sarcastically

“That is why we get along so well.” She beams brightly again, changing expression faster than a person can change the channel on the TV.

She even goes as far as to reach up to pat my head.

“...” I will allow it this one more time, but in the next one… “And you? Aren’t you feeling something after I killed one of the Executives? You are a fan, right?”

“Yeah… I like cheering for them, but what is the point when they are already dead.” She says that with the same placid smile; our faces are very close, so I can see that her eyes never change. “Gonna mourn him. Poor loser Invader.” She pouts.

“Are you gonna mourn me too if I die?” I ask 

“I will drown in grief.” Her face doesn’t change again.

“Liar.”

“Fufu~”

Okay, Blonde Makima… stop being so similar. She is starting to freak me out a little… I am gonna pop a boner at this rate.

Is this what scaroused is?

And that came from a guy that spent years indulging in a lot of sex. My post-nut clarity is gonna last a decade.

Suzukiri finally steps back. “Now… what is your next target? You always know so much. So you must have already drafted a plan, right?”

“Yeah.” I don’t hide much from her. “The next big ‘event’ will give us the opportunity to defeat the Green Dragon Keeper and get the Divine Artifact: Green Dragon Fafnir. Probably my favorite one, and my choice as a reward for our deal.” I speak the last part casually, but beneath my blue helmet I am paying very close attention to Suzukiri’s face

And there it is… a very small twitch, minuscule really, and no one else would notice. Her eyes narrow just a fraction, but she talks with the same normal tone.

“Oh really?” She plays it cool.

“Yeah, from all the colors, Green is kinda the ‘odd one’ out, for a Ranger that is not part of the group.” It is at least like that on the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. Tommy Oliver is a later addition. “The helmet also is the coolest and covers the whole head. I think I prefer the moveset of  Blue Dragon Leviathan a little more, but the Incantations of Green Dragon Fafnir are super cool too.” I babble like a nerd, like I didn’t notice her change in demeanor.

I worry a little that she realizes that my vast knowledge about things that I don’t know should also include her… The more we interact, the more I reveal, and the closer she should come to this conclusion.

I am hoping that Suzukiri, like most humans, is arrogant enough to believe her deep secrets are unknown to others. Or that I am underestimating how much she cares about the Divine Artifacts.

“Fufu~ You are such a kid.” She giggles while covering her mouth with her fingers, like a mother watching her child being excited over something silly.

But deep down, I know she must be asking herself how much I know and at what point she should betray me to maximize my usefulness while minimizing the risk… the perfect point where risk and reward meet.

Will she really wait for me to get all 5 Divine Artifacts? Maybe she will make her move when we have 4… maybe on the next one already…

“I am man… our childhood lasts till the day we die.” I laugh too.

We both laugh like we are not plotting against each other.

Well, my “plotting” is basically just waiting for her to make her move. I am more invested in knowing what she will do than in the Divine Artifacts, not gonna lie.

I am enjoying this dynamic~

“Ah! Continuing… An opportunity will appear for me to get the Green Keeper alone, even if they have gotten more cautious with the loss of 2 Divine Artifacts.” I smile mischievously while raising a finger. “But what if we create the opportunity to get another one?”

She raises her eyebrows, looking interested.

“Which one is our target?” She asks

“The Pink Dragon Keeper.” I reveal

“She? That will be difficult… She is the most popular among her subordinates, more than any other Dragon Keeper, even more than the Blue Keeper. They are the most loyal battalion. The Pink Keeper is always surrounded by her people when she is not on duty...” Suzukiri frowns

“Because she is paraplegic in a wheelchair, I know.” My smile doesn’t falter. “We don’t need to attack her… she will come to us… alone.”

“...” Suzukiri seems to start realizing my plan. She is a Junior First Class; after all, she meets the Keepers regularly and must have caught a wind of two of their eccentricities. “You are really a villain…” She smiles darkly.

There is a fundamental fact about the Pink Dragon Keeper, Sakurama Sesema.

Yes… Sakurama… 

“Enter in contact with footsoldier Duster D.” My smile widens.

She is a fucking Brocon.

……………………………………..

Third Person P.O.V.

Duster D is not in a good mood lately.

He left the flying fortress of the Invaders and came to the surface of the planet with big aspirations. He was ready to destroy the status quo and escape the cycle of oppression he lived under with the Rangers.

If the Executives are defeated, he's gonna take the fight and continue the plan for world domination.

D wanted to escape the script imposed on him and live his own life!

But since he started, he has been swept around on other people’s plans. He is trying to write his own saga, but it feels like he is always the side character of someone else’s story.

First, he has the bad luck, or maybe good luck, of meeting Suzukiri Yumeko and Sakurama Hibiki. Admitting it or not, the two taught him valuable lessons about this new world he is exploring.

But he was forced to work for Suzukiri and do her bidding. That is okay because her objective aligns with his, so there is no harm in gathering some allies for that.

Of course, he doesn’t want to be her puppy, so after doing his job by stealing Red Dragon Salamandra from under the Rangers' nose - that felt very good - he faked his own death and went to continue his plan to infiltrate the Rangers using Sakurama Hibiki’s identity.

The two have a sort of heart-to-heart about the state of affairs of the world, and some real respect grew between the two. They have different objectives and walk different paths, but they consider themselves more rivals than real enemies.

Unless they really need to face each other for their own ambitions… but that is too far in the future.

Hibiki ended up disfigured in a fight, and allowed D to assume his identity as a cadet.

That is how D met XX, another Duster, and the reason Hibiki doesn’t have much prejudice against him: the female footsoldier is sort of a friend of Hibiki.

The more D learns about his world, the more he understands how out of his depth he was initially… the water goes too deep, the currents are too strong, and he is swept by them without being able to muster any resistance.

His initial plan to infiltrate the Rangers and destroy them from the inside led him to meet what he thought was the dead Lord Pelkora, and another guy opposed to the Rangers.

He, once again, couldn’t do anything as the real players engaged in this game… he is really just an NPC without any importance.

Everything happened beyond his control, and he was unable to change the outcome of anything.

And now, to his displeasure, Suzukiri found him again.

“D-kun, I am so glad you are alive!” She says with a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes

D feels chills running through his whole body. He just walked out of the Bailong Nest, knowing he had been sent to the Green Battalion instead of the Red one he wanted, and the first thing that happened was meeting her.

It can’t be a coincidence. She was waiting for him. She even ambushed him in a desolate area

“Aah… I don’t know what you are talking abo-” He tries to play the fool.

Swish Crack

But without losing her smile, she stabs him on the chest with a normal knife.

The wound cracks from where dark dust leaks instead of blood…

“...”

“...” She only smiles more seeing that

“If I were really Sakurama, I would be dead.” He sighs.

“I was sure you were you.” She beams at him

“What do you want?” D acts unfriendly and cautious

“What? Can’t I just come to check on you?” Suzukiri tilts her head and looks offended.

D is looking around for escape routes.

“But you are right, I want a little favor.”

“I knew it!”

“Don’t worry, it will cost you nothing, and it is completely safe.”

“I don’t believe in you!”

“Have I ever put you in danger?” She asks, confused

“Last time I almost died at the hands of the 5 Dragon keepers!”

“Ah yes… but you survived! Good Job~” She claps

“...”

“I just need you to make a call.” Suzukiri goes serious again, but acts like it's nothing much.

“A call? To whom?”

“To Sakurama’s sister… the Pink Dragon Keeper.”

“!!!” Even D will understand what this is about. “A trap?” He asks with a complicated look

“Yes. She really, really, really loves her brother. She will absolutely come.”

“...”

“What? Don’t tell me you get attached to this identity? Did you even meet her?” Suzukiri asks with curiosity in her dead eyes.

“No… I met her, yes, weird girl, not gonna lie.” D admits, “But she is Sakurama’s sister… my rival…”

“She is a Dragon Keeper… your enemy.” Suzukiri interrupts; her tone doesn’t show a hint of amusement 

“...”

“So playing as a human already made you second-guess your objectives?” Suzukiri sighs loudly, disappointed. “It seems your ambition only goes this far…”

“Hey! My ambition will go very far!” D shots back in a loud voice

“Then prove it… Make the call.” Suzukiri's dark eyes bore holes in him.

“...” D hesitates again.

Suzukiri once again releases a disappointed sigh, looking away for a moment before going back to stare at D. “What about this… We promise not to kill her; we just want the Divine Artifact.”

“...” D doesn’t want to admit that this kind of makes him consider the deal… He wants to be a scary, merciless villain, so how can he admit that a promise to spare someone, an enemy of all things, changes his mind?

“She is just a girl stuck in a wheelchair without her Divine Artifact, not even caring about the Rangers in general, so we don’t care if she lives.” Suzukiri continues

“You guys killed the Blue Dragon Keeper, right? That guy is with you.”

“... The Blue Dragon Keeper was an enforcer of the Red Keeper; he would be in the way… some enemies don’t deserve the privilege of being spared,” Suzukiri says so coldly that the world around her seems to freeze.

“...”

“Even if you want nothing to do with me anymore, you can’t deny the advantages of decreasing the enemy's fighting power. It will be another big step to both our plans… no harm in allying ourselves once again, right?” Suzukiri asks sweetly

“...”

“If you don’t do it, I am gonna expose you to the rangers, or kill you right now.” Her tone does a 180, and she threatens coldly.

“...” Between heaven and hell, the choice is obvious.

…………………………………………………………..

Beneath the heart-shaped visor of her pink helmet, Sakurama Sesera shows a happy expression. The Pink Keeper is even humming under her breath as she jumps rooftop after rooftop.

Her little brother just called her for a meeting… The poor thing must miss her after staying too long in the Bailong Nest, and knowing that he will have to stay away from her again in the Green Battalion… He must want to see her so bad.

She tried to get him into her Pink Battalion, but alas, it was not possible.

Sesema didn’t even think too much about the fact that he asked her to come alone; her little brother must be shy, and she also likes their meetings to be private.

Thankfully, the Peach Dragon Naga Divine Artifact is two shin guards that restore Sesema's leg movements when she is wearing her suit. Her offensive abilities are limited, and her role as support is explicit by the fact Naga is the only Divine Artifact that is not a weapon, but a piece of armor.

Among all Keepers, she was the one specialized in mobility, healing, and reconnaissance.

Sesema continues to make her long jumps under the night sky; despite her beautiful appearance, eye-catching costume, and peach colored hair, no one notices her.

That way, out of everyone’s sight, she reaches the location of the encounter, an old kid’s park, where no kid would be at this time of the night. 

“Hmm? Did I come too early?” Sesema questions whether she was too eager to see her little brother, as he hasn’t arrived yet.

If she can’t see from her privileged high position, she can always use one of her Incantations: Omoikane no Kami.

It consists of sending an echolocation wave through her feet on the ground, allowing the Pink Keeper to detect any life forms and even map the area.

Sesema was landing, feet together, her hair and cape fluttering, and ready to use the incantation…

Psssssshhhh Zwwwwooonnn Buchi

…but a red light appeared from nowhere and severed her two feet, from the knee down.

Then an invisible force sent the two limbs with the Divine Artifact flying off into the distance, between some trees.

“!!!” To say Sesema was surprised would be taking the situation lightly. Even the normally calm woman had her eyes widen as she moved toward the assailant who appeared from thin air. “Red?? No…”

It is obviously Hector wearing his Red Keeper suit, Palpatine's lightsaber in hand, and abusing the fact that people are not expecting him to have invisibility, an ability most think only the Yellow Keeper has.

He came as the Red Keeper because he chose his red lightsaber to commit such an evil act, instead of the blue one. It is to match…

“3… 2… 1…” He counts as the poor woman falls on the ground like a sack of potatoes. “The time has passed, and you didn’t activate the healing Incantation, Amaterasu Ookami, so I guess taking it away worked. I was a little afraid you would have some connection with the Divine Artifact even after it was separated from your body… at least for some time or if the distance is too small.”

Amaterasu Ookami could literally revive someone if the person died 3 seconds before the activation, so it would not be a stretch to imagine she would be able to heal herself even after he cut her legs.

But he relaxed when pink motes of light covered the woman and dispersed, leaving her without her Dragon Keeper suit.

Hector’s cautiousness just saved him from a very annoying and long fight… Heck, it would probably be an impossible fight to win. That is how ridiculous the healing abilities of Peach Dragon Naga are.

He would have to try to make her unconscious, maybe with poison, or preventing her from breathing… maybe try to restrain her and remove the Divine Artifact…. it would be a mess. And if her weakness was so obvious, she would equally obviously be prepared.

Hector is glad things ended quickly and cleanly

Now he is here, looking down at the opponent he defeated the easiest.

From an outside point of view, he is really the villain… using subterfuge and her love for her brother, attacking a disabled girl, letting her struggle on the dirty ground…

But he surprisingly doesn’t feel much beyond some amusement at the situation. Not that the amusement comes from her suffering and pitiful situation, but exactly because it is a pretty fucked up scenario if you miss the context.

“Hehe~” He laughs while using his telekinesis to retrieve her legs with the Divine Artifact. “You really fell for a voice changer and some hacking skills… Love truly blinds people, huh? It makes even the strong Dragon Keepers an easy target.” He lies a little to keep D’s cover.

She looks up with hate, not talking.

“Oh, you are very pretty… Very painful to see a beautiful woman that I know I don’t have a chance with.” He comments to himself, “Maybe in another lifetime I can be your childhood friend and stop you from obsessing over your brother too much.” He talks casually, more to himself.

Hector removes her chopped legs from Peach Dragon Naga. Like all other Divine Artifacts, it is made of a white bone material with some muscle strings the color of the respective Keeper.

He puts the Divine Artifact in his inventory and approaches her with her legs floating above his palm.

Sesema pathetically crawls away from him, knee stumps bleeding profusely, but she looks energetic. Strangely, the lightsaber didn’t cauterize her wound; probably some strange protection of the suit, but that will help her now.

“Even like this, you are a superhuman, huh?” ‘Maybe it's the surgery? Resistance to the elements?’ Hector doesn’t think much about it because he remembers that in canon, the Blue Keeper also bled a lot from laser wounds.

An invisible force holds her in place; the woman struggles harder, but she can’t do anything.

Hector kneels in front of her, grabs one of her thighs, and begins bringing the severed foot closer to the wound.

He trained with the Twelve Talismans during the years in the Star Wars world. He was not only fucking his harem of hot alien babes. 

With his training in Chi control, he was able to use the power of talismans on his body rather than using the talismans directly.

What does that mean? It means he could shoot fire from a hand that is not holding the Dragon Talisman; for example, the same applies with other talismans that attack, like transforming people into animals with blasts that come from his fingertips instead of the Monkey Talisman directly.

From that, the technique for healing people using talismans came naturally, with only some practice. 

Yes, he can heal other people using his own Chi and the Horse Talisman, directing the healing power with his own Chi and making it move to another body he is in contact with, instead of having to put the talisman directly on that person.

After all, sometimes the talisman requires the user's will to activate. An unconscious, injured person would never be able to heal himself then.

Now, he is going beyond. He is not using only the Horse Talisman; he is also using the Dog Talisman.

The seeming limit of the Horse Talisman is that it can close bad wounds and mend broken bones; he doesn’t know if it alone can reattach limbs, but… The Dog Talisman grants the user immortality by preventing injuries from worsening or killing the user, allowing the user to survive fatal wounds…

Hector could walk around with his heart on his hand or his head hanging from just a little skin from his neck and still be alive with it… Probably… he never tested it.

Something from a not-so-strong universe like the Jackie Chan Adventures can’t also be absolute, so he avoids harm.

But now is a good opportunity to test his limits.

The power of the two talismans flows with his Chi, and his Chi flows to Sesema’s body; he can even see a weak light covering her leg.

Hector’s medical expertise, which he acquired through self-study, also helps him reconnect everything correctly. The bones, tendons, muscles, veins…

“Oho~” He makes a happy sound as the leg reconnects.

He repeats the process again on the other leg and nods, satisfied.

“Outwardly looks perfect, but I would go to check with a doctor… Well, you are paraplegic anyway, so whatever if your tendons are not in the right place, right? Haha.” he stands up laughing, his fists resting on his hips. “Gosh, I can be such a dick.”

He turned around without even waiting for her to say a word, but he stopped after only a few steps.

“By the way… I would watch my words about the event of tonight.” He looked over his shoulder, his voice cold and threatening. “People can go for your little brother, even if he has nothing to do with it… and you don’t have the power anymore to stop them.”

“...” The warning is obvious. He doesn’t want her to tell the Rangers his abilities.

Hector wants to keep his invisibility a secret, but I guess it is understandable the cat will be out of the bag at some point. He is just threatening to see if he can gain time and maybe protect D's identity

“Choose wisely what to say… Your brother’s safety is at risk, after all.” He even throws in some confusing words to suggest that her brother was threatened too.

He really doesn’t care if his bullshit doesn’t stick; he just wishes to buy more time and let the enemies be confused for as long as he can.

Hector starts walking away again, cold and detached… but then he stops once more and awkwardly turns to look at the former Pink Keeper.

“So… Do you have a phone on you or something? Do you want me to call someone to come pick you up?” 

“...?”

For some reason, he feels a little bad about letting a disabled woman alone at night, even if he was the one who cut her legs some minutes before.

Hector is a villain, not a monster, it seems. A gentleman, even.

He is discovering something new about himself every day

…………………………………………….