[ he'd rushed when Diva dropped his call. How could he not when he's fought her before? When he's trained with Saya for the very purpose of stopping Diva in her tracks? He was not as fast or as strong, but he still had one trick in his arsenal and the rest, well...
The odds were never in his favor.
He ran through the halls of the apartment complex, a silent wraith as he listened for Tear's melodious voice, Diva's laughter. In the end, picking her room out of the many was easy; the broken door was a beacon of trouble for anyone passing by, let alone one trained as Hei had been. He didn't hesitate as he walked into the room, taking in the situation at once. He wasn't hiding his presence, to do so would be suicide. No, he simply walked and stopped next to Tear, his eyes fully trained on Diva's laughing face. His own was cold. ]
Fire won't kill her; she'll live. [ he glanced then, at Tear. ] Put her to sleep. [ Please. It will buy them time. ]