Riches and Bitches: I have a gate to an isekai and leveling-up system!

I kicked the doors just an inch to the side to where its lock should be.

This was an armored car, constructed with materials and in a manner that was designed to stop any and all sorts of attacks… from the outside. And even if all of its reinforcements were supposed to make the insides equally as sturdy…

Whoever was behind this car's design could only consider normal humans when calculating how resilient the car's insides should be.

And to the best of my knowledge, currently, only nuclear bunkers were strong enough to stop me from dismantling them with my bare hands.

'I wonder if that's an overexageration,' I thought when the metal of the doors bent under my foot before the entire piece finally snapped and pushed into the side of the car that slammed into us.

"To the right!" I shouted, hoping the driver could still somehow maneuver around even with the broken back wheel and after already pushing the weary car for quite some time and distance.

"I'm trying!"

With the second car pressed right to ours, breaking the doors of the car off its hinges proved not to be enough to open up a path for me to invade the other vehicle. Right now, the only way for me to do so would be to smash not only the bullet-proof glass of my car's window but also the window of the other car.

Or so it would be the case if not for either genius or the determination of our driver, who ended up steering to the left first, only to then rapidly swerve back to the right, using the tiny bit of space he gained to swing the car around and create just enough space for the broken doors to fall down.

Boop!

The back of the car jumped up when the wheel nearly locked on the broken doors.

But by now, I couldn't care less. For there was now enough space for me to grab at the exposed edges of the door's frame before pulling myself up ahead.
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Losing contact with any sort of support for but a second, I spun to the left while pushing my elbow out to decrease the surface I would use to breach the window of the attacker's car.

Ting!

The glass shattered into a thousand pieces, proving it was the cheaper, more common type.

"Wha…?!"

The driver of the car jumped when I grabbed at the window's frame, pulling myself inside his own vehicle.

"Hello," I greeted with a small smile on my face as I swung my body fully inside and ended up lying down in the car's backseat.

"WHAT THE HE…"

The car housed two men, the driver and a man with some sort of scary-looking rifle in the front passenger's seat.

'Okay.'

Having no time to move up on my newfound seat, I simply rolled over to the side and kicked the back of the passenger's seat with all the might I could gather in this awkward position.

Yet, even with no real anchor to ground and pull my force from, a single kick proved enough to break whatever mechanism controlled the seat's inclination, squashing the armed man in the sharp angle I created between his seat's seat and its backrest.

'That's one ugly way to go,' I thought, watching how the poor man's cheeks filled up before his mouth spewed out a whole lot of blood.

The car swerved to the side, following the driver's startled swing of the steering wheel.

'Oh, come on!'

Lying down on my back and with my body gravitating towards the driver's side doors due to the rapid turn, I couldn't find the proper foothold or support to raise up. And in my current position I simply had no means to reach the driver and either take over the car's steering wheel or force him to drive normally.

'Shit, I might have to…'

The solution was simple. I only needed to invoke my aura tribute or, if I felt like it, my blood tribute to slow down time and thus accelerate my own movements, gaining leverage over the forces currently weighing me down…

But as it turned out, there was absolutely no need for that.

Swish!

Before I could even focus my sight, a white light flashed by my eyes only to solidify into Fay's form leaning through the middle of the car as she pressed the sharp side of a knife she procured from somewhere against the throat of the driver.

"Keep driving!" Fay calmly ordered while gently cutting down on the man's skin, letting a few drops of blood serve as proof of her determination and intentions.

The car straightened up, removing the burden of the inertia and allowing me to get back to a more natural position.

"Okay! Okay!" the driver finally found the guts to speak out. And for the sake of not upsetting him any further, I opted to ignore both the stench of piss that suddenly filled the car and the sight of a part of his pants taking on a deeper, wetter color.

"Thanks for the help," I shouted while quickly leaning forward over the driver's chair to get a better look at the situation than whatever I could see from the dimmed insides of Makary's limousine.

And the situation… was manageable.

Thus far, the enemy, whoever they were, managed to box Makary's car in, rendering the faulty wheel at its back completely obsolete. By now, there were two long vans rushing to get ahead of this strange convoy, with their back doors swinging just slightly enough around to make me certain they were about to open any time now.

And most certainly no one had any business seating in Makary's limousine by the time those vans would get ahead of it and their back doors were to swing open.

"Fay! Those two big ones! I will take the… right!"

There was no point trying to force the driver to steer the car as we wanted. And quite honestly, even if Fay's blade by his throat would be enough to make him do our bidding… What were the chances he would execute just a few perfectly precise maneuvers we needed to make to get into a better position to engage those vans?

"Let's go!"

This time, Fay went ahead and kicked the doors of the car off their hinges before grabbing the door's frame, waiting for a second… and then launching herself outside.

With a single pull of her shoulders, Fay propelled herself forward, skipping over the car at the back of the four vehicles boxing Makary in, and dropping straight into the side of the nearest van as it attempted to overtake the group.

Paying little to no attention to the girl's adventure, I quickly followed in her footsteps. Yet, rather than jumping straight from my current car to the other, further truck, I jumped… straight into the nearest of the cars boxing Makary's limousine in.

'Aura Tribute!'

Daring not to take any chances, I offered a small bit of my aura to slow down my own perception of time.

'Eye of time!'

Not holding any stops, I temporarily raised my intelligence to increase the pace at which my brain could process information and counter-match the slowing down of my perception of time.

With those two crutches reinforcing my jump, I could now easily calculate the timing and angle of my feet, placing them right on the roof of the nearest car and using them as a foothold to propel myself even further.

I jumped over Makary's limousine and onto the roof of the car boxing it in from the other side, once again using it as a foothold for yet another, final jump.

'Here… we….'

Slam.

'Go!'

I crashed into the side of the second van with enough force to bend the metal it was made up of.

This time, I didn't even need to bother smashing the window open as just by bending its long, sliding doors, I deformed the window's frame and forced it to shatter all on its own.

But with my strength, a window was just a convenient path of the least resistance. And by no means were windows the only path that I could take!

'Let's see what you have in store for me,' I thought, simply pushing my fist through the metal of the doors before hooking my fingers on the other side of the metal and then ripping a huge chunk of it out.

A bit to the back, the other van was already swerving from left to right while shaking quite a lot, giving testimony to the mayhem inside. As for the van in my hands…

I opted not to even bother with getting inside. Just a peek at a huge gun mounted to the car's floor was enough to shed some light on what those people had planned for us.

And with the prerogative of keeping Makary and Madam safe, was there any point in me actually trying to board the car and kill everyone on board?

'No, there's none at all.'

With this decision clarifying itself in my mind, I simply grabbed at the rough edges of the hole I just ripped… before allowing my body to slide down the bent car's side, all the way to the point where my feet struck the ground.

At first, my knees jumped up with my feet kicked up by the asphalt of the road. Then, as if I were riding a kid's bike rather than hanging for my dear life to the side of a rushing car, I forced my feet into the ground.

My simple shoes tore down into shreds in a mere instant, coating my feet in pleasant warmth while filling the air with the stench of burning plastic. Still, once the soles of my feet touched the ground directly…

The whole, rushing van came to a complete stop at a distance of merely fifteen meters, either killing or gravely wounding everyone inside by the grace of extremely rapid deacceleration that sent everyone inside stumbling around.

Makary's boxed car and the other van passed right by me, leading me to drop the car and start running after them.

The aura tribute quickly wore off, turning the world back to its usual pace. And even though I just created two long rifts in the road with my bare heels, I didn't feel a single tingle of pain when I sped up and quickly caught up with the group of struggling cars.

"I'm done here!" Fay shouted over from the room of the other van the very moment I managed to jump forth and grab at the back of the last car in the group.

"I will leave," I pulled myself up and dug my fingers into the steel of the car's frame, "the front," I pulled myself up again, inching ever closer to the back window of the car while observing with amusement as the two men inside started to panic, "to you!"