Luck probably wouldn't favor the two like this again, though. She made a mental note to use whatever means necessary to make Tsuru understand the gravity of his new role amidst the Knights and the dangers it precipitated. If time and circumstance allowed, she also intended to ensure that he perfected his newfound magic. From the little she'd seen of it, if mastered it was probably going to be more effective, than the one he possessed previously.
For the time being, she fetched and equipped her trustee orb, as an extra safety measure. Given the fact that Tsuru's magic was not reliable yet, if the assassin tried to pull anything sneaky again, Aki intended on employing the innate power of the Divinitas, so the two Knights could remain unharmed. While there was conviction in the words of the dark-furred neko, Akira's suspicious nature had never allowed her to believe things at face value. The draw of the power from the weapon that she'd been entrusted probably played a part in intensifying this mistrust, simply because learning the truth, or confirming it had just become that much easier.
Tsuru had taken his own extra precautions by cuffing the cornered assailant. Perhaps he thought it necessary after he realized that his risk had been a close call, maybe the gesture was an apology. Aki shook her head, warily watching the woman, to see if she possessed the mettle to fight the command that echoed in her mind, or not. It was the latter, like it usually was. Like a drone, the cat like creature walked between them, on padded feet. It was a real pity, Akira had no intentions of letting her walk away alive. Her manners and skills must've made her quite efficient at her tasks and missions. Today she'd just had the misfortune of picking a victim who stacked against her almost unfairly.
The Shimada was no cold-blooded murderer, but to attempt attacking her and Tsuru in the sanctity of her apartment touched a nerve. This frustration was strengthened, because the danger contrasted so explicitly with the joy she'd just experienced and earned. After feeling invincible, it was a bad time to be reminded of her mortality. Little did she know, that the truth she was about to learn, would accentuate this emotion to new highs... and leave little of her victim.
When they reached the roof, Aki reached for Tsuru's arm and gingerly pulled him towards her, away from the cuffed criminal. This was just to ensure that there was no interference when she plunged into the consciousness of her target. She was still learning the powers of her wand and she wasn't bold enough to use it with that confident callousness. Regardless, the sweetness of such an easy victory over a possibly violent soul bought an arrogant smirk to her face.
She drew a long breath, as though diving into someone's mind was not too different from diving into a deep body of water. The Shimada closed her eyes and cast the spell, till recent memories of the female began rewinding in her mind. She sifted through them with a natural efficiency, looking particularly for significant interactions. When she finally witnessed the truth, it left the Shimada seething. She plucked herself out of the malleable mind of the neko assassin and looked away, from both her to-be victim and her love. When her eyes fell back onto the neko, she was briefly a different person. One who had given into a base instinct yet again.
As her wand bearing hand fell, her palm rose, almost as thought it wasn't under her control. Frustration fueled the attack that surged out of her fingers. When it was over, the dark-furred creature had been thrown into the wall at the far end of the roof, with blood soaking through the several holes in her garments and body, further darkening the black fabric and offering an ominous sheen to the clumping pelage.
WC: 2614/2500
Wrecking Beam Trained with 50% WCR from Int