Two bandit leaders transformed into something inhuman, what they thought was a second chance at life turned into something that clearly took their lives as their own.
These Oni took away what remained of their lives and in turn returned in the flesh, using their bodies as a bridge.
Seiya stared at the purple skinned Oni, his eyes focused on trying to fight him but he was cautious.
He didn't need to assume that the Purple Oni was dangerous, he knew he was.
The power emanating from his body was enough to permeate the air in a tainted mist.
Even if he didn't will it, his power was coming out from his very skin and Seiya identified it.
'' I have to defeat him, even more so now as opposed to before. ''
The prince's goal was set in stone and he prepared for combat, tightening his grasp on his blade as he held it firmly with his eyes upon the Oni.
