Malum made her way to Respicias. 

"I can't believe the same little shit who used to always on me is now a core member to my family. Hehe, you never did stop being un cachondo, but that did help you create a very successful brothel. I just hope you prepared those putas y putos to do more than just fuck around." Malum thought as she walked through the tunnels Vindicta had built. 

"Looks like Excitatur's baby is still thriving. I'm not surprised there's enough gambling, tobacco and hookers here to make even the holiest man lose himself. I don't know what I was thinking of letting Vastago set up shop here. That damn sex addict can't keep his polla to himself — surprised he's not burning to be honest. Note to self Malum, continue not sharing drinks with him. Son of a...good thing I wore a hoodie...I see they still got my face everywhere. Thankfully these idiots only know one color though. I just look like a regular chica blanca here. But wait a…my breast aren't that big…men…Whatever I needa find Vastago and quick!"

As she approached his hideout the worst case scenario she had tried pushing out of her mine was close at hand.

"¡Chale! Are you fucking serious? Not like this…"

Malum looked on as members of Respicias, Pecunia, and the Potestas Police Force surrounded Vastagos' hideout.

"You piece of trash, come out with your hands up!" Yelled a sergeant from the combined police forces. "If you obey, maybe one day you'll be able to see the light of a day. If not, we're gonna come in there and kill every last one of you criminals."

"Worried much my dear? You know, there's still time to help your friend before he's captured."

The mysterious voice caused Malu to jump back and pull out her pistol. Upon recognizing who it was, she calmed herself slightly but still kept a firm grip on her gun. 

"You've drawn your pistol so I guess that means you're ready to give up that life of yours eh? So young too. But I admire your courageous mindset nonetheless." 

"When it comes to mi familia, I'll do whatever it takes. Malum responded before lowering her gun, "I know you from somewhere don't I? Yeah, you're that bicho raro that put all that money on a fight a few weeks ago, aren't you? What was your name again? Tournament, right? Why are you here? Were you following me or something?" 

"..."

"Aye dios mio I swear you fuckers come our homes and think 'learn their language? Nah they can adapt to us' you know there's a word for people like you. It's called colonizador. Colonizador de bicho raro! Look, weirdo, try learning picking up another language, it'll help you communicate with more people." 

"Weirdo? Me? Pahaha, I guess with this mask on I am kind of weird, aren't I. As for your other questions, if you must know, I just so happened to be passing by when I saw someone who appeared to be Robin Hood hiding behind a wall. I hope I don't come off as more of a weirdo. I just felt like you'd be comfortable if you had someone beside you." 

"Whatever works for you 'cause all I care about right now is trying to save my brother and I don't know if that big ass hat of yours is blocking your view, but there's over thirty guards surrounding him. So I don't THINK there's really time to mess around chatting." 

"Yes, yes, my dear, thirty angry guards. Anger pointed at your little gang. You know I bet they would much rather paint the streets of Respicias red with his blood, rather than take him to a cell. Don't you think?

"I wasn't trying to think of that…"

"That seems to be your problem. You only look at the path in front of you and think continuing to walk forward is your only option. But what if the road had an obstacle in front of it? Would you charge through like an angered bull or will you calm yourself like a dove and think about your options? People nowadays seem to be so intent on proving themselves and one-upping each other that nobody stops and thinks. Sit down with me for a second, my child. Even in this dire situation, it's still a nice day out. Why don't we use this beautiful day Eirini's given us to calm our nerves?"

"I don't have time for some hippie nonsense, so if you're not gonna help, then just shut up and leave me alone." 

"You may be older than them but you're still just as immature."

"Don't speak to me as if I'm a child,"

"Then maybe you should stop acting like one." 

"You want me to sit down with you while mi compa, my fucking brother, is inside with ALL THOSE FUCKING GUARDS ready to kill him!"

"And it'll all be because of you! Weren't you the one who created this little rag-tag group? Aren't you the one who calls herself the leader? If that's the case then you're responsible for everything that happens to them. So, if anyone is to blame for his death it'll be YOU. Of course, nobody will say it out loud, but you know deep down they'll all be pointing fingers at you. And it's because you're an incompetent leader. Heck, you even have divisions led by your little family, and it's all because you can't bear to manage all of that responsibility. I've done some digging into you, you've had a few of your members arrested and killed over this past year right? But they weren't brought in by you I bet, so they don't really matter huh? Pathetic. You're not special. You're just trying to get revenge for your parents. Revenge that you'll never get if you don't change." 

Malu dropped to her knees as her tears watered the weeds cracking through the cement. Tournament put their hand on her shoulder. 

"I desire to help you, but only if you're willing to help yourself." 

Malu said nothing. She sat down with them and tried her best to calm herself. She sat back against the wall as she could hear the guards yelling out to Vastago. She tried thinking back to easier times, occasionally peeking at Tournament. She could see what appeared to be a slight smile on their face. For some reason, it helped calm her more. 

"You are strong, my child. You have persevered through so much hardship." A strange voice said.

After the previous encounter, Malu's eyes opened quickly and darted around. Except her entire surroundings were no longer the same as before. Everything was dark. She couldn't even see her hands in front of her.

"Where am I?"

"Where you are doesn't matter, as much as this. Do not trust that one no matter what. They will only help you to gain something out of you."

"You mean the weirdo in front of me, yeah I figured that-"

"No, but one very similar to them. One who also reeks of the same filth. Beware my child."

Malu began to look around. She was back in Respicias, though something seemed different. As she stood up her body did not follow, but words did. 

Wheel of Breath: Calm- "Cerebral Connection"

"Un espíritu…this is why I don't mess with witchcraft" 

She tried moving her body, but as expected she wasn't able to touch anything. The more she started to worry the more she started to fade. As she did, Malu was able to gain a little control over her body.

"Somebody throw me an ax, I'm taking down this damn door!" Captain Nighson yelled out. 

Malu ran towards him and grabbed his neck.

"Get yer ass over metiche!"

As she grabbed his neck, Malu could feel her soul slowly enter the man's body. She started to squeeze his neck more viciously, digging her nails into him causing blood to slowly spill out. The more she did the more she could feel herself entering his body.

"So how the hell do I take over his body? Puta madre, you could've given me a better instruction manual…"Malum muttered in frustration. "Wait was it that?"

She noticed what appeared to be the captain curled up like a fetus.

"Is that what I'm supposed to defeat? But how? It feels…slimy…esto es asqueroso."

"Who…who are you? Why are you here? This is a sacred place!"

"Sacred place eh? So, you must be his soul. Tell your god, lo siento." Malum exclaimed as she shoved her pistol into the soul's mouth and pulled the trigger.

Upon killing him, Malum had taken full control of Nighson. She grabbed his gun and began firing at the other guards. Two of them dropped dead while the others ducked for cover. 

"What the HELL are you doing Nighson!? Those are your men!" Yelled out Captain Wan of Pecunia's Police Force.

"ARGHHHH! Whatever his reason's may be, it seems he sided with the enemy. Kill him! I'll take the blame for this call." Yelled out Captain Juu-san of Respicias Police Force. 

"N-N-NO! PLEASE! DON'T KILL ME! I CAN'T-"

""FIRE!""

Before the captain could get his final words out he was shot multiple times, his body instantly dropping to the ground.

"Chale, why the heck am I feeling this? I need to get out of his body before I die!" Exclaimed Malu as she started coughing up blood. "So, if they get hurt, then I do too? ¡Chinga tu madre! I should've figured this witchcraft would come with more drawbacks. lo que, if I'm going down them I'm taking all you pieces of shits with me."

Malum ran over to the next officer and took control of him. As the fight went on the task became harder and harder. She was only to take down a few more officers with this method, but still twenty remained with backup in pursuit. 

"No more firing you idiots! I don't know what's going on, but our men aren't traitors! This has to be some sort of witchcraft and knowing those scum I wouldn't be surprised if they sold their souls to Synkrousi."

"I'll take my men and we'll deal with this supernatural bullshit, you take yours and get that pimp out of there! I don't care if he's dead, I just want him taken down!"

"Calm yourself, eh? Now what? I got half these idiots coming for me and I can't take over any bodies because they won't shoot each other anymore. What the heck do I do?" 

"I'm surprised you're not helping the needy like you usually do, V" 

"Pahaha if it isn't my best friend Rose. What brings you here? Get lost too?"

"Tch, can it you irritant. Wasn't she your other candidate?"

"Ooouu, so feisty. Alas though I could easily help her, but it doesn't seem worth it. I don't see the same thing I saw in Felichs. When they took their first breath it was magical! They knew exactly what to do. However, Malum on the other hand used hers and arrogance clouded her judgment. I will say, I do find it amusing how similar you two are." 

"HAhaa, don't compare me to her. I'm nothing like that trash over there."

Tournament pondered to themself a moment before responding. "I will admit you are a master with that bow of yours, Rose. But I think you overlook the skills these officers have. I mean, even though they are burning with the fire to slaughter a gang that has hurt so many of their own, they still have their minds clear and focused. They actually impress me." 

"ARGHHH…shut it! I'll handle this myself." Rose said as she nudged Tournament aside and readied her bow. "By the way, if the girl dies is it ok?"

"I have no need for her, so do as you please. Although, if you try keeping her alive then at least we won't have to clean up the mess."

Rose hopped on top of the wall and with her bow in hand readied four arrows. Her eyes set ablaze, the air slowed to a stand still as she slowly breathed in. The sun began to shine its light on her as if she were center stage. Then, with lightning quick speeds, she let off twenty arrows killing every single guard in an instant. As she breathed out the air moved once again but the lights still remained centered on the Orange Rose of Excitatur.

"My, oh, my! Now I see why they speak of you like a legend." 

"Pahaha, well isn't this interesting? If it the man who refers to himself as the CEO of Excitatur-"

"Mulahaha! You're right my mysterious friend! It is I. The one! The only! CEO of Excitatur Inc. Key Valentine! It's a pleasure to meet you both"

"I'll be making my exit. I don't have time to waste on either of these wanna-be leaders."

"So, what do I owe the pleasure of Excitatur's ruler coming to me in person?" Tournament responded as they looked at the man's hand.

"Ahhhh you mean to tell me you're plotting against my country and can't even be man enough to shake my hand? Well, I guess you're wiser than you look." Key said before removing his glove. "I dipped it in poison, but after seeing your glove I was just hoping little ol' Rose other there would've shaken it."

"Funny, you say I'm plotting against your country, but in reality I'm just standing up to the neighborhood and taking back my friend's belongings."

"Belongings, eh? Well, I reckon something belongs to the one with the most money and while you do have a fancy suit there, I would bet mine's just a lil more expensive." Key said as he rubbed his fist full of rings across his suit lined with emeralds. "Mulahaha, money can make the world go round and round, HELL she'll even do cartwheels if you throw enough her way."

As Key walked away, he continuously dropped wads of cash like a man dropping a rope to guide him out a cave. Tournament centered their attention back to Malu who had gotten back into her body.

"¿Flechas? Where's the witch at?! I'll kill her!" 

"Pahaha, I think she's the least of your worries insolent fool. You failed Malu." 

"Failed? You say it like this was a test." Malu started to say until seeing the grin form behind Tournament's mask. "Son of a…te mataré!" 

"SILENCE! Honestly, you disgust me. I expected so much more from you. I set this all up because I wanted you in my tournament, but now whether you join or not doesn't concern me anymore." 

"You think I'll actually let you walk out here alive? Sure, against thirty others I struggled, but right now it's just me and you. Mano e mano puta or whatever the hell you are. I'll never, let someone hurt my family and get away with it." Snarled Malum as she held Tournament by their coat. "Ima…"

Malum dropped to her knees. It was as if all of her energy left her body. 

"Like I said, you disgust me." Responded Tournament as they pushed Malu over with their foot. "And a lowly dog like yourself will never so much as harm me."

"AYE! Get the hell away from her you bastard!" Vastago shouted out as he ran over to Malu. "Yo, what the heck happened to you?!" 

"I'm…just glad…you're ok…" 

"Y-you came…to save me…?" 

Exhausted, Malum was not able to speak anymore as she slowly started to pass out. 

"Now that she's good...You're so dead!"

"Oh, ho? Another feisty one . " Tournament responded as they effortlessly dodged the punches from Vastago. 

"All you do…all you do is dodge! Fight me you coward!"

"What for? You're a child compared to me. Besides, I'd rather not touch filthy whore."

"A child? Would a child know to do this!"

"Giving up-?" Tournament questioned before falling to the ground. 

"Hehehe BADDABA-BING, BADDABA-BANG! That's another direct hit for Sweet Shot Suelo!" She grinned from ear to ear as she slammed her rifle into the roof.

"Yaahooo! Good shot Suelo!"