<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

"Feels like time to me," the white-haired man offered in response to Makima. Minus the chip between his fingers, Gojo reached into the bag again just before he and Makima were both transported to another location. Two S-rank Hunters who most in Japan viewed as unofficial National-level Hunters were suddenly standing between the strongest golem yet, and its would-be prey in the form of both Players. For the younglings, this would have been an hour-long struggle for survival most likely to end in failure. For these two, however... it was nothing. Still, Gojo whistled upon seeing the golem ─ something he'd do with his own eyes directly after lifting his blindfold.

"Yep, that's an S. Bad boy's got at least a few duffel bags. Broke bitch~" he taunted. While Makima stood with her left arm outstretched, Gojo stood against her back, his right side toward the golem. He tossed another chip into his mouth before throwing the bag in Miko's direction. He needed both hands free for an example. "You guys are some real paper-chasers, but good sensei Gojo still has something to teach you. See, there are different levels to breadwinning," he started explaining. Gojo brought both hands together, right fingers lacing into the left and clutching. "First you got Paper Technique: Hunnit Band Blue. That's the bands coming in. Then you add in Reverse Paper Technique: Chioriya Red. That's the bands bleeding out." As Gojo's explanation went on, a blue aura encompassed his left hand while a red materialized around his right. By the time he continued and separated those hands, there was a cackling purple between them. "But when bitches see you spending as much as you're stacking... you gotta strap-up..." Gojo's hands floated around each other as if molding that oppressive energy. In a matter of moments, his right arm extended alongside Makima's left. His palm was up, forefinger and middle finger straight at a diagonal toward the golem. Purple energy was swelling, warping the air itself around Gojo and Makima... but he didn't release a thing just yet.

[Apollymi]

It was indeed time, and Makima was secretly giddy. Aura-farming was something she'd only learned recently, and now she was going to be putting that into practice. And soon enough both she and Gojo were present in this 'Job-change Quest Dungeon'. The Player pair to their credit had been doing a good job, but even Makima could tell while looking at this creature they would have been in for a hard-fought survival which likely wouldn't have ended well for them. She'd allowed their growth and even their indulgence, but she wouldn't actually allow them to die at the last moment.

Makima stood, knowing that Gojo had something to share, and part of her farming would be the strong silent appreciation for the moment. All the while, Miko got to hear a new lesson. Something she'd internalize with the greatest ease given how much she enjoyed the voices of other people. A box to breadwinning opened up as well. Makima could just barely understand the references being made and how they related to Gojo's abilities. At the same time, Miko was following along nodding her understanding and looking up to the man with sparkling eyes. 'I knew it♪~' Miko thought as Gojo finished his speech and Makima lined up her own finger gun. "Bang!" Makima uttered with a straight face. Such a word caused something like an invisible bullet to fly off into the middle of that golem's chest while Gojo charged the rest of his attack.

[Bloodedge]

A very unnecessary explanation came from Gojo while Makima practiced aura-farming in her own silent way. All the while, Yugi was watching the mana move around both of them. Gojo's explanation didn't mean much to him at this point; it was useless reiteration to him by now. Makima, on the other hand, had something new to watch. He could of course see both, but his focus was clear from the moment Makima appeared. Bang, she said. The moment after was so strange. Her mana barely moved, unless it did so more quickly than Yugi could fathom. The result was certainly a hole through the golem's torso, though. 'What the fuck was that? Did I miss something?' Yugi wondered. One thing to note was the lack of a mana trail between Makima and the golem.

All the while, Gojo continued working that magic around. Once a point of focus had been established, his clause reached its end. "Purple Hollow Tip!" he said. A large, purple vacuum of mana shot forward, chaotic by its very nature. Everything in its path was not disrupted, not destroyed... but deleted. Of course, that included the golem's torso as a large enough hole formed to leave the rest of its body crumbling. [LEVEL UP!] the System alerted immediately. At the same time, Yugi was going through a strange processing hiccup. His observations were producing results, but they weren't the usual copies of techniques witnessed by Sharingan. No, those moves were a bit too specialized for that sort of function.