"The dog's barking again," the demon boy scoffed.
Yushin charged, roaring as he swung his massive hammer with deadly intent.
I leapt back and summoned my Kenketsu:
"Godslayer Swordspear!"
My body surged with blood-forged strength. Even without Kuroen, this was the only way to survive the onslaught of a monster like him.
Who is he… and how can he be this powerful?
Yushin lashed out with feral fury, his hammer slicing through the air, but the enemy evaded with a terrifying grace.
This boy—this thing—was a threat even to S-rank hunters. With a casual motion, he unleashed streams of blood from his palms, the crimson arcs twisting mid-air into a sword.
No way… Is he using it too?
"Kenketsu," the boy muttered. "Windbreaker."
His weapon—a long, elegant blade—was wrapped in serpentine blood tendrils that danced around it like living creatures.
"What the hell kind of devil's magic is this?!" Yushin gasped, recoiling.
