Tower

A towering structure constructed from metal and stone materials dominates the landscape in an undisclosed and remote location. The site is heavily secured with guards to protect its integrity.

"Hey dude," a guard asks his colleague, "have you seen the group of goblins that arrived at our location recently?"

"You mean the fifteen girls from that job?" he responds enthusiastically, gesturing with his hands as he speaks. "I must say, they have quite large tits and asses for their size"

"I find them attractive too. It's tempting to relieve some stress with them," he said with a sigh as he looked up. The guard smirked, though it couldn't be seen because of his mask.

"Same," the other said while looking at the horizon.

The vast landscape before them appeared barren, with no signs of life in sight. The air was thick with an enigmatic aura, and the crimson skies painted an ominous picture. In such a situation, even the slightest rustle of a twig in the wind could send shivers down one's spine. Therefore, the five guards stationed throughout the tower remained vigilant and scanned the horizon with the utmost care, ready for any potential threat.

The five guards possessed exceptional visual acuity, enabling them to perceive even the slightest alterations in the atoms surrounding them. Additionally, their heightened senses allowed them to effortlessly identify a small fly amidst a loud concert. Together, they formed an impenetrable barrier, making it highly unlikely for anything to pass through unnoticed and unreported to the rest of the tower.

Unfortunately for them, R.E.D. was a highly skilled operative with exceptional stealth abilities. He had the uncanny ability to approach his targets without making any sound or movement, and could even stand right in front of guards without being detected. His skills were so advanced that he did not need to move faster than the eye could see, and could even walk as slowly as an elderly man and still bypass guards with ease.

As R.E.D. approached the towering structure, he moved with utmost caution and precision, taking care not to alert the guards stationed around the perimeter. Despite being within their line of sight, he managed to remain undetected, his stealth skills honed through years of training. Upon reaching the gates of the tower, R.E.D. sprang into action, expertly wielding his flying knives to swiftly take out each guard one by one. The guards caught off guard, were killed instantly without even realizing what had hit them, their souls passing on to the afterlife completely clueless of anything.

"We're clear!" he exclaimed. "You can come out now."

M.O.A.V., while in her motorcycle form, emerged from behind a rock hundreds of meters away, accompanied by Cinderella. Swiftly, they closed the distance to R.E.D., who stood waiting.

"After analyzing the tower, I have concluded that there are over a thousand individuals inside, mostly located on the upper floors, particularly at the top. My objective is to eliminate all of them, while your mission is to ensure the safety of the girl. Do you understand?" R.E.D. pointed at M.O.A.V. as he assigned her task.

"Yes, Master," she acknowledged her mission, beginning her transformation. "I'll take on this form to better protect the child." With that, she morphed into a nearly transparent, bubble-like sphere, enclosing Cinderella safely within.

"Oh~ this looks cool!" Cinderella exclaimed with enthusiasm.

"Just make sure she doesn't suffocate and stay close behind. It's dangerous to leave her alone, even if you're there," R.E.D. said, his voice filled with concern, as he took a sleek black gun from his coat pocket and skillfully loaded it with ammunition.

The three individuals strode into the towering structure with a resolute sense of purpose, yet an air of apprehension surrounded them. R.E.D., the leader of the group, gripped his firearm tightly and honed his heightened senses, which far surpassed those of the guards they had encountered earlier. As they made their way up the winding staircase, R.E.D. couldn't shake the nagging feeling of unease that lingered within him. Despite ascending several floors, they discovered each one to be completely barren, lacking any signs of life or activity.

As R.E.D. made his way up the towering structure, his mind was filled with a growing sense of unease. The sheer size of the tower was overwhelming, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was even possible for all the people he had meticulously analyzed to be located solely at the top.

Upon successfully breaking through a gate to reach the top, R.E.D. was taken aback by the desolate and poorly lit area that lay before him. Despite the lack of light, R.E.D.'s exceptional night vision allowed him to navigate with ease, he couldn't even differentiate night and day because of it.

"Well, well, well! Look what we have here!" a voice, dripping with sarcasm and amusement, echoed through the darkness of the room. "If it isn't the one and only Red-Eyed Demon! I've been eagerly awaiting your arrival, you know?"

"Reveal yourself!" R.E.D. commanded, his voice firm and unwavering, as he aimed his gun into the shadows.

"I see no reason for you to reveal my location. You are already aware of it, aren't you?" The voice had a hint of amusement and arrogance as if a king were speaking down to a commoner. "However, rest assured that I intend to make this a grand spectacle!"

The dimly lit room transformed into an expansive arena that resembled the Colosseum, with numerous individuals standing in the seats and cheering for the voice that had just made itself known.

"My name is Esperdício Tartufaria! and I'm here to give you the best show of your lives! By killing the Red-Eyed Demon!" the crowd cheered as he boastfully claimed his goal.

"Space-Bending technology... This room is bigger on the inside... I see," R.E.D. remarked, as he realized the incredible capabilities of the room. He motioned to M.O.A.V., signaling for her to keep her distance, and she complied without hesitation. "Kill me? You look very hopeful about that," he retorted while readying his stance.

"Hopeful? Ha! You bet on it! I'm so hopeful they might dub me the second coming of Christ with the amount of hope I'm exuding at this instance," he replied with a touch of sarcasm, while simultaneously readjusting his stance.

"Yeah... Doesn't look like you'll back down," R.E.D. remarked with a glint of determination in his eyes. "In my home country, lost to time centuries ago, when someone challenged us like that, we always used to say..."

He took a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around him like a shroud. With a steady hand, he aimed his gun, the metal gleaming in the dim light of the arena. His gaze never wavered as he continued, "Pode vir!"