Lucy hadn't been particularly minding where she was going. She wasn't used to caring, and honestly since she'd adopted the Dark Knight job she hadn't found a reason to change how she operated.

Maybe she'd revise the policy as the Malboro rose inhumanly fast and saturated the area with Bad Breath.

Not quick enough, the wave struck her, filling her nostrils, eyes and mouth with nauseating magical gas. She recoiled, suddenly blinded.