Ren turns and raises an eyebrow, managing to get half a response out before every emergency radio in the room cackled to life. "That's just a shame isn't-"

"ALL JUDGMENT UNITS NEARBY, THIS IS 32745 TENNOUJI SAKAI. THERE'S A GUNFIGHT OUT IN THE DISTRICT 6 HOSPITAL! I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON, BUT THE ANTI-SKILL RADIO IS BUZZING LIKE CRAZY! ANYONE LEVEL 4 AND ABOVE, PLEASE HELP! THE AREA'S TOO HOT FOR ME TO MOVE! I'M BROADCASTING A LIVE VIDEO LINK, 10-33, 10-10. REPEAT, THIS IS 32745 TENNOUJI SAKAI-"

Ren looks at the holographic projection for a moment, then snaps it shut, speaking into the mouthpiece.

"Ten-Four. 40261 Shirogane Ren en route."

No time for thinking, no time for fear. Just as he mouths the last word, Ren vanishes.

In the background, Mei stared at the video feed, horrified. Bits of the pulped Anti-Skill officers and their armor were smeared all over the walls.

The radio buzzes again. This time it's Ren. "This is 40261 Shirogane Ren, any Judgment members ranked level 3 and below are to STAY PUT. You'll only add to the body count. Same goes for those level 4s who haven't finished the crisis management course. Over and out."

"Probably just signed my own death warrant." Ren murmured to himself as he ran and teleported from rooftop to rooftop.