Editing City Series:Volume3b Opening (section)

===Part 2===

Hong Kong’s destruction continued.

Above the earth, city, and sea in four directions, a crazed performance was underway that mixed together all sorts of sounds.

The volume and sound quality was a lot like the roar of a waterfall.

Asphalt, water, wind, plants, light, and fire were all broken down and carried upwards.

But there was a restful place from which the party of destruction could be seen in all four directions.

It was a band of land that included Hong Kong Cave and portions of Kowloon’s business district and administrative district.

Rin and Kouga had indicated that this area would not be harmed when the massive four Tune Emblems were activated.

It was a narrow strip of land.

The roads were overflowing with cars trying to escape destruction and crowded with people seeking help.

The destruction of Hung Hom’s thermal power station had cut the city’s lights by two-thirds and the partial lighting only accentuated the darkness of the night.

Sounds of destruction, the roars of the dragons, the rumbling of cars, the fear of the people, and the Lives of all those things filled the area as densely as water in the depths of the ocean.

Nathan Road cut vertically through Hong Kong and its northern end was normally the quiet border between the business district and administrative district, but it was no exception.

The General’s Tank Force was buried among the cars like stones in a river and could not move.

“This has really turned into somethin’ else,” muttered the General with his upper body sticking out of his Grant’s turret.

He had driven down the center passing lane to keep his field of vision open, but now he could not budge from there.

He glanced up at the three dragons in the sky and sighed.

“I guess what was taken isn’t comin’ back.”

Those dragons had been made from Huang Daquan’s blood.

His blood had contained Yang Lives, so the dragons would not return to Hong Kong even if the Tuning was dispelled. They would combine with heaven, which was filled with the same power.

“The red one was actin’ strange earlier and I heard an odd Live, but that won’t be enough.”

He lightly shook his head and squeezed the speaker microphone in his hand.

“Um, no one in this street is to move. Put your hands up and I can at least say you won’t die.”

He sighed.

Rare for him, he frowned, crossed his arms, and looked around with narrowed eyes as if he were unsure what to do.

He then heard something strange.

It was a Live of silence.

He could hear Lives of destruction and screaming in the distance and he could hear rumbling engines from much closer by, but despite all the surrounding noise and people, there was not a great din.

“Is that ‘cause of my influence?”

He smiled bitterly.

“I guess it was the same durin’ that Divine Punishment War. The Tune Emblem is different from the secret technique used then, but it’s funny that it’s the son doin’ it this time.”

He gently stroked the scar on his cheek.

“The mother created by Huang and the son that became Huang’s protégé, huh? I just hope it’ll be stopped the way it was during Hu’s time, and not like it was during mine.”

Once he said that, he heard a familiar, loud sound.

It was a motorcycle engine.

And he heard the actual sound rather than the Live.

“Kouga!?”

That was exactly who he saw when he turned around.

Kouga was driving his motorcycle through the congestion, but he was not using the road or the sidewalk.

He was driving straight along the Nathan Road’s central divider.

The General saw someone on the back of the motorcycle.

Based on the Word Color of the Live, he could tell it was Rin.

“The Tempo’s a little weak for Rin, though.”

The motorcycle shot toward him with enough speed to blow away that concern.

But despite the speed, it was accurately controlled.

The Live of Kouga’s panicked gaze pierced through the General.

“What is it?”

As soon as the General spoke up, the motorcycle came to a rapid stop.

The tires screeched and blue smoke blew out.

The back wheel hopped up a bit, the motorcycle skidded a little past the General’s Grant, and it came to a stop.

Kouga hopped off and picked Rin up from the back.

He had not lowered the kickstand, so the motorcycle slid and toppled over, but he ignored it and shouted to the General.

“General, you’ve gotta Tune her!”

The General caught on as soon as he saw Rin in the man’s arms.

The woman’s right leg was missing from the knee down.