♚ The Catalyst
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[ ✥ ]—— With the situation under control thanks to allies helping him out of an otherwise difficult situation, Wataru decides to move onward and check on other zones that have been attacked the most, seeking to help civilians and the other defenders. Still in the Emperor Kiva armor, he skips past the obstacles on his Rider Machine, surrounded by destruction and fire. The places he’s learnt to know and appreciate have turned into deserted wastelands.
Before he can delve deeper into his thoughts, a series of loud noises fill his ears.
“Whoa! That was a big one!” Tatsulot comments from Kiva’s arm. “What should we do, leader?”
“Well duh, let’s take a look?” Kivat responds instead, lodged upside-down in Kiva’s belt and flapping his wings. “It came from a block away! Turn to the left, Wataru!”
Nodding, Wataru does as he’s told, turning around the corner. He’ll stare in shock at the scene presented in front of him: struggling against a considerable number of enemy forces, one single armored person resembling a Rider is getting ganged on and almost on the verge of being defeated.
Without wasting time, he proceeds to charge at the group with his vehicle, knocking a few invaders away. “Zanvat!” he cries out, calling to his sword when most of their focus switches to him. Their numbers decrease rapidly under Kiva’s blows; once things start slowing down, he’s able to make room and rush to the person he’s just saved. “Are you hurt?”