Whoosh!
A pair of blood-red eyes locked onto the position of the Black Moon clan leader.
Otto's face revealed a brutal, fierce expression. His enormous body, inscribed with black totems, suddenly sprung into action like a heavily armored tank rolling forward. His footsteps created one pit after another in the ground, as his fists swung like meteors, imbued with a shattering force.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The rotating Sickle Moon Disks were met with brute force and shattered, often with a single punch from Otto turning them into a spray of light, bursting open like luminous quicksand. Facing the howling Sickle Moon Flow, Otto's Shadow Moon Fist truly achieved Breaking Moon! His fists opened and closed like two giant grinding discs, turning all Sickle Moon Disks into dust.
The enormous silhouette charged forward, trailing a pale lunar tail flame.
"Get out of my way!!!"
