Gripping her railgun tightly, Rachel muttered with determination, “And now, it is time…for a free-for-all.”

  The moment those words left her mouth, the three-way conflict began, with the cyborgs and the Traveler Bros jumping into the sky to begin the fray, with Delphina and the other girls following suit.

  Delphina's aquatic prowess made her somewhat more mobile around the battlefield, but the cyborg leader's calculated movements were making it difficult to even land a strike on him.

  The cyborg leader evaded Delphina's attempts to land a hit, his cybernetic enhancements making him move like a blur. "Your attacks are predictable and lack precision," he stated calmly. "You're too emotional. Your anger clouds your judgment, making you predictable in your movements.”

  Delphina, her frustration growing, clenched her fist tighter, ready to prove the cyborg leader wrong. "I don't need your damn lectures. And just because I'm angry doesn't mean I'm predictable!"

  She lunged once more, aiming a powerful blow that missed the cyborg leader by a hair's breadth. "Dammit! You're fast!”

  The cyborg leader, his movements remaining precise and calculated, dodged her attack, his voice remained steady. "Speed alone isn't enough. Predictability makes it easy to counterattack."

  Delphina gritted her teeth, her frustration mounting. "I'm not predictable! I'll show you!"

  She lunged again, this time aiming a roundhouse kick that almost connected but ended up hitting nothing but air again.

  The other girls were faring a little better. Alice was taking on the cyborg in black, using her thread to her advantage. With her Aura Type being Possession, she infused the thread with an absurd amount of her aura.

  Rachel, fighting alongside Alice, was facing off against the cyborg in white, her railgun crackling with energy. She unleashed several powerful aura-infused shots from her gun, but the cyborg in white was proving to be a formidable opponent. He anticipated her every move, deflecting her bullets with precision and blocking her attacks with his own aura weapons.

  Meanwhile, Giovanni and Luca were double-teaming the cyborg in white, his arms blazing with aura. He unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks infused with his aura, but the cyborg in blue was incredibly agile, dodging almost all of his attacks.

  "Ugh, this bastard's fast!" Giovanni grunted, frustration clear in his voice. "Can't hit the guy no matter what I throw at him!”

  Luca nodded, his expression focused and determined. "Yeah, and he's reading our moves like a book. We need to be more unpredictable if we want to land a hit.”

  Giovanni smirked, his confidence undeterred. "Unpredictable, huh? Let's give him something he won't see coming then.”

  With a silent signal, the duo coordinated their next move. Giovanni feinted a left hook, drawing the cyborg in white's attention, while Luca came in from behind with a devastating kick. The cyborg in white, caught off guard by the sudden change in strategy, was thrown off balance momentarily.

  His defense momentarily weakened, the cyborg in white staggered backwards, his usually stoic expression showing a hint of surprise.

  "Not bad," he muttered, his eyes narrowing. "You managed to catch me off guard for a moment. My turn."

  A scythe appeared in the cyborg's hand, and before the two Traveler Bros had any time to compute this information, the cyborg spun around, creating a tornado of death with his scythe.

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  "Mamma Mia!" Giovanni ducked just in time, barely avoiding being sliced in half. "This guy's got some serious tricks up his sleeve!"

  Luca grunted, narrowly dodging another swing from the cyborg's scythe. "Yeah, and he's fast as hell too! We need a new plan!”

  The cyborg in white chuckled, his voice cold and emotionless. "You won't be able to plan around me. I am equipped with advanced predictive algorithms and combat prediction modules. I have already calculated and analyzed countless possible moves.”

  Giovanni gritted his teeth, a hint of worry in his voice. "Damn it, he's got us at a huge disadvantage! He can predict every move we make."

  Luca clenched his fists, frustration evident in his eyes. "We need to find a way to break through. If we can't, we're screwed!"

  "I got your backs," Alfonso said from behind, putting either hand on their shoulders.

  Giovanni and Luca turned, surprised but relieved to see their leader standing there with an expression of determination.

  "Alfonso, coming in clutch!" Giovanni exclaimed.

  Luca added, "We could really use your help. These guys are a nightmare to fight.”

  Alfonso nodded, his eyes fixed on the cyborg in white. "I can see that," he replied, his voice calm yet resolute. "But don't worry, boys. We'll figure this out together.”

  The cyborg in white, his emotionless expression unchanging, turned his gaze towards Alfonso. "And what makes you think you can do any better than your subordinates here?" he asked, his voice cold and calculating.

  Alfonso smirked, unfazed by the cyborg's words. "Because unlike you, we think for ourselves. We're not just mindless machines following pre-programmed instructions. We adapt, we improvise, and we work together as a team.”

  The cyborg in white huffed, amused by Alfonso's retort. "Quite confident, aren't you? But words are meaningless in battle. Let's see if you can prove your worth with actions."

  He conjured another scythe, and the cyborg in blue appeared beside him. He handed him his other scythe and both spun around in tandem, creating an even larger death tornado that hurdled at the three.

  "Dammit, they're getting serious now!" Giovanni cursed, trying to think of a way to counter.

  Luca gritted his teeth, his mind racing for a solution. "We can't dodge forever. We need to hit them hard and fast, before they catch us!”

  Alfonso nodded, a plan formulating in his mind. "Alright, I have an idea. But it's a high risk."

  Giovanni and Luca raised an eyebrow at that. "High risk? What do you mean?" Giovanni asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice.

  "It means we have a shot at winning this fight, but the consequences if something goes wrong could be serious," Alfonso explained. "Are you both willing to take the chance?"

  Giovanni and Luca exchanged a glance, their determination unwavering. "We're in," they replied simultaneously.

  "Good," Alfonso nodded, a small smile on his face. "Here's the plan..."

  Meanwhile, Delphina managed to land a few hits on the cyborgs' leader, but not without exhausting herself.

  Delphina, her breathing heavy and her moves beginning to slow, knew she couldn't keep this up much longer. "Dammit, this guy's tough..." she muttered, trying to keep her distance and catch her breath.

  A pink flash appeared behind the cyborg, who jumped upon impact. Looking behind himself, there was Rachel, aiming dead at him with a victorious smile.

  The cyborg's eyes narrowed as he dodged her second shot, unamused by her persistence. "You're quite persistent, aren't you? But persistence alone won't be enough to best me.”

  Rachel smirked, her railgun's energy crackling. "Oh, I know I'm outmatched. But I won't go down without a fight, pal."

  She fired another shot, but the cyborg dodged it with ease, his movements swift and precise. "Your efforts are futile. You're fighting a losing battle.”

  Rachel gritted her teeth, her frustration building. "Don't underestimate me, metalhead. I'm not just some helpless human."

  She fired off another shot, but the cyborg blocked her with a swift motion, his expression stoic. "Regardless of your abilities, you're still human. And humans are inferior by default.”

  Rachel scowled, her determination not faltering. Unbeknownst to her, however, Fabio was coming in from behind her for an attack, but was stopped in his tracks by Alice's thread wrapping around him.

  "Not so fast, big guy," Alice said, holding onto the thread with a confident smirk.

  Fabio grunted, his frustration building at being stopped in his tracks. "Dammit! Let me go, girl!”

  Alice gave a sly smile, pulling on the thread to keep him in place. "Not a chance. You're not going anywhere."

  The death tornado of the cyborgs in white and blue could be heard coming Alice's way now, kicking her out of focus as she turned her head to the whirring scythes barreling at her.

  Alice's eyes widened as she saw the death tornado approaching, she let go of the thread binding Fabio, dodging the onslaught of the deadly projectiles. The thread unraveled around Fabio, leaving him free once more. But now that he is free, he can finish what he was planning to do all along…