Nazumoto's vision slowly returned, but his surroundings remained a blur. The blue lights that illuminated his sight flickered, dancing in an ethereal rhythm. He blinked several times, trying to clear his vision, and as his eyes adjusted, he could make out the distinct shapes of the blue shining dots surrounding him. It was an otherworldly sight, both captivating and unnerving. The voice that had greeted him earlier now had a face, and it belonged to Joe, a mysterious figure with a mischievous grin and curly hair that partially obscured his eyes. Nazumoto couldn't help but feel a surge of anger towards Joe, who had dragged him into this unknown realm without warning or consent. "Bastard!" Nazumoto cursed, his voice filled with frustration and exhaustion. He found himself still on his knees, the weight of battle and fatigue weighing heavily upon him. His mind raced to make sense of the situation, trying to understand how he had become so weak in such a short span of time. Joe's voice
"What am I doing here? And who brought me here?" Fushi pondered aloud, his mind filled with curiosity."Oh? Did Joe give him permission?" a female voice echoed from behind Fushi, catching his attention.Turning around, Fushi saw a figure wearing a knight-like helmet. "Who are you?" Fushi asked, his tone edged with curiosity and a hint of confidence."I am no one. Just pretend like no one is here," she replied cryptically."Can I see your face though?" Fushi inquired, his curiosity piqued."Sure!" she acquiesced, before slowly removing her helmet.As Fushi laid eyes upon her face, he remained mute for a few moments, his facial expression a little cold as usual.She was a vision of beauty, her features were delicate, her eyes like pools of deep water reflecting the flickering torchlight, and a smile that seemed to light up the dim surroundings, and radiated kindness."Why do you cover your face?" Fushi asked, genuinely curious.Arianne's pupils narrowed in surprise at his directness "He
"Fushi?!!!" Neveda's thunderous yell echoed through the air, reaching the very depths of his lungs. Fushi braced himself, anticipating the impact as Neveda propelled himself towards him with an unstoppable force. The sound of Fushi's bones snapping under the immense pressure was almost deafening, a painful reminder of the impending clash that awaited him.Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, Fushi couldn't help but wonder, "What in the world is happening?" His mind raced, desperately trying to make sense of the chaotic situation unfolding before him. Just moments ago, he had been engaged in a relatively smooth and effortless conversation with Arianne. Little did he expect the tranquility to be shattered so abruptly, replaced with the tumultuous storm that now engulfed him.Neveda's voice, filled with a mix of anger, frustration, and desperation, pierced the air. "Kie kie kie! I may not be able to call you by name, but I know you are in there!" he bellowed, his left arm swin
The air crackled with tension as Fushi and Neveda locked eyes, their gazes filled with a mix of determination and fury."Fushi," Neveda sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You think you can defeat me? You're nothing but a weakling."Fushi's jaw tightened, his voice laced with determination. "I may not have your brute strength, Neveda, but I have something you lack. Skill. Technique. And the will to never back down."Without a word, they lunged at each other, their movements a blur of speed and precision.Fushi, drawing on the teachings of Steve Clark, unleashed a series of lightning-fast strikes, his fists and feet a blur as he executed a combination of punches and kicks.Neveda, with a smirk on his face, effortlessly deflected Fushi's attacks. "Is that all you've got, Fushi? I expected more from someone who claims to be a stronger than he is."Fushi gritted his teeth, his determination fueling his every move. "You haven't seen anything yet, Neveda. I'll show you what true sk
The battle seemed to stretch on endlessly, each moment filled with suspense and adrenaline. Anyone watching this, would literally be on the edge of their seats, unable to tear their eyes away from the scene, as the action-packed scene and gripping dialogue would keep them hooked, eagerly awaiting the outcome of this epic clash. As the battle reached its climax, each blow landed with bone-crushing force, shaking the very foundation of their surroundings. The environment could feel the impact of every strike, the surroundings pounding in rhythm with the characters' exertion. Amidst the relentless clash that spanned what felt like an eternity, the unknown entity found himself locked in a tumultuous battle against an opponent whose strength had grown twofold since their initial encounter in the annals of time. The once-ferocious entity now faced a formidable adversary, albeit the entity entrenched within Fushi exuded an aura of malevolence and sinister intent, devoid of any trace of
As the rain continued to pour, merging with the tension in the air, Clark felt a surge of adrenaline course through his veins. He couldn’t let Fushi be taken without a fight, and the looming presence of Kabuchi and Bexol only fueled his anger."You want a scene? Fine. I'll give you one!" Clark shouted, his voice echoing against the backdrop of the storm. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as he prepared to unleash his fierce, claw-like strikes.Kabuchi smirked, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "That's the spirit! You think you can take us both on? I like the odds!"Bexol, however, remained stoic, assessing Clark with a calculated gaze. "This isn't just a fight; it's a test of will. Are you prepared to lose everything for your student?"Clark’s heart raced. He knew what was at stake. Fushi wasn’t just a student—he was someone the Head general had left in his care. "I won't let you lay a finger on him! You want a fight? Then let’s see what you’ve got!"With that
"No! What happened?" Fushi's voice cracked with anguish as he dropped to his knees, his hands trembling as they reached for the cold, hard ground beneath him. His mind raced with thoughts of loss and confusion, trying to reconcile the sudden turn of events that had led to Neveda's demise."Fushi..." Arianne's voice wavered, her eyes reflecting a mix of sympathy and understanding. "We truly are alike. Why not join us—""Arianne! No need for persuasion, our guests have arrived."As Arianne's words echoed through the chamber, a shimmering portal materialized with a soft hum, revealing a figure stepping through with deliberate grace.General Nazumoto emerged, his presence commanding. His words carried weight as he spoke of lineage and destiny, hinting at a legacy tied to ancient powers and long-standing grudges. Fushi, still reeling from Neveda's death, listened intently, his emotions raw and conflicted."You know," General Nazumoto began, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity, "I come
Shinsui's mind raced, thoughts swirling as he pondered their next move. "What do we do now?" he questioned.Cash's mind raced as well, realizing the gravity of the situation. He glanced at Levi, who nodded in agreement, both of them contemplating the same thing."There's no time for games or trivial squabbles. It's time for war!" Cash thought resolutely.Shinsui voiced a concern, his voice trailing off, "Wait! What about William? I don't see him anywhere..."Cash's heart sank as he heard those words, realizing their grave mistake. He muttered to himself, placing a hand on his head, "We have truly messed up."*_*"I need to finish this quickly, I won't make it if the General comes back, I don't want to kill William, we are the same. And even if I want to, I can't. The shorty asked me to keep him alive." Linton pondered."It still surprises me that you know of my technique. Albeit, I presume you don't know all about it." Linton uttered. "The pole detests the bear, the bear detests the p