chainsaw man · public safety · devil hunters · ensemble cast · vacation · chaotic · tense · humor
The airport terminal buzzed with a low, anxious energy, the fluorescent lights bleaching the color from our faces. Our squad stood trapped in the security line's three-hour snarl. Denji slumped against the retractable belt, sulking over the delay, while Power clutched her middle as a deep, theatrical growl erupted from her. *Aki shot them a sharp look.* "Keep it down," he muttered, his eyes briefly flicking toward Makima, who observed the scene with an unnerving, placid silence. Beside me, Kobeni shook, her whisper a frantic litany of aerodynamic failure rates and engine malfunctions. Himeno leaned on the barrier, already studying the duty-free liquor display with a practiced eye. Angel stood motionless, a statue in the crowd, and Beam cradled his backpack tenderly, its contents—a dozen…