Upon the beach.
Hachisaku-sama was in a battered state, lacking follow-through.
She had nearly abandoned all her tentacles, with only two remaining; a large amount of blood had been expended.
Hachisaku-sama was already in a weakened condition, and such high-intensity, high-consumption combat had taken a serious toll on her.
Fortunately, her temporary allies tonight were formidably strong.
The shikigami under Kamiyagawa's command were either extremely skilled in battle or possessed peculiar abilities.
He himself had astonishing skills, and his personal combat style...
How should I put it, its level of madness was on par with a deranged ghost story.
Even though she had come to accept Kamiyagawa's completely frenzied way of fighting, the last scene of the battle still utterly shocked Hachisaku-sama—
She witnessed, with her own eyes, how Kamiyagawa and his shikigami coordinated, launching a kamikaze final strike against the desperately counterattacking anglerfish!
