In a split second, the demon lunged at the man, but he disappeared and reappeared instantaneously, evading the attack effortlessly. The demon tried again, but each strike was met with the same result— the man was too fast, his movements almost impossible to track.
"How fast are you?" the demon questioned, its voice tinged with disbelief. "That shouldn't be possible. Not even one hit."
The battlefield crackled with tension as the demon struggled to comprehend the silver-haired man's incredible speed and agility. Each failed attempt only fueled its frustration, while the man remained poised and unyielding, a testament to his formidable skill in combat.
The man's voice cut through the air, laced with a hint of mockery. "Did you really expect it to be easy? Of all things."
The demon, its frustration growing, hissed through its teeth, "You're using that ability." It paused, contemplating, before continuing with a mixture of confusion and anger, "It shouldn't be like this."
The man's expression remained stoic as he replied coldly, "You wouldn't know. You're nothing special."
The demon's eyes gleamed with malice as he launched himself at the man, his claws sharp and hungry for blood. With a swift movement, he aimed a vicious blow at his target, only to find his hand severed from his arm in a blink of an eye. The detached limb landed with a sickening thud on the ground, causing the demon to stagger back in disbelief.
The man stood before him, a fierce determination in his eyes, radiating a power that the demon had not anticipated. With a calm yet commanding presence, the man spoke, his voice cutting through the tension in the air.
"You underestimate the strength of everyone he declared, his words ringing with a resolute conviction that sent shivers down the demon's spine.
As realization dawned upon the demon, a mixture of shock and fear clouded his features. He had encountered many foes in his time, but none had ever bested him with such effortless grace.
With a swift kick, the man sent the demon sprawling several feet back, landing heavily on the cold, unforgiving floor. As the demon struggled to regain his footing, a sly grin played across the man's face.
"You see," the man began, his voice steady and unwavering, "your first mistake was not hiding when you broke free you had a chance to stay low but your ego is the cause of all this the demon's eyes widened in a mixture of fury and confusion how is it possible for me to lose like this?" the demon muttered, his voice laced with confusion and disbelief. The man's unwavering strength and determination had shattered the demon's overconfidence, leaving him questioning his own abilities.
"It's time to finish this," said the silver-haired man, his eyes gleaming with determination as he prepared to deliver the final blow. Sensing his impending defeat, the demon's desperation surfaced as he pleaded, "Please, no! Wait, wait!"
But it was too late with a swift and decisive movement, the man's hand moved like lightning, striking the demon with a force that echoed through the chamber. The demon let out a guttural cry of defeat as he crumbled blood splattering as he hit the floor his body started to fade into dust.
After the demon faded away the silver-haired man stood tall amidst the aftermath of the battle. His gaze shifted over to Kenji, who had witnessed the entire confrontation with a mixture of awe and relief.
Kenji approached cautiously, still gripping the shard tightly in his hand. He looked up at the silver-haired man, gratitude and curiosity mingling in his eyes.
"Who are you?" Kenji asked, his voice filled with both worry and confusion.
The silver-haired man turned towards Kenji, his demeanor calm yet authoritative. "Calm down, boy," he said gently, gesturing for Kenji to put down the metal shard and relax a bit.
Kenji hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered the shard, feeling the tension in his muscles ebb away. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart after the intense battle.
"Who... who are you?" Kenji asked again, his voice tinged with curiosity and lingering awe.
The man's smile was warm as he clarified, "I met you this morning when I bumped into you."
Kenji's eyes widened in surprise. "No way," he exclaimed, processing the realization that the man he had encountered this morning was the one that saved him.
Shadows stirred with faint footsteps, prompting him to turn. Emerging into the light was a petite girl with vivid pink hair, her features delicate and her gaze curious yet composed. She came to a halt before the silver-haired man, her presence a contrast to the recent battle's intensity.
"Is everything cleared up?" she inquired, her voice soft yet carrying a note of assurance, as if she already knew the answer.
The silver-haired man nodded decisively. "Yes, everything is clear," he confirmed, his voice steady with authority. "Have you scoured the area like I've told you to?"
The pink-haired girl nodded, her expression serious yet resolute. "Yes, I've checked the perimeter thoroughly. There are no signs of lingering demonic essence It seems the disturbance has been contained although the breach is strange.
Kenji interrupted respectfully, "Hello. Could you maybe help me? There's a girl and a boy in need of help too the pink haired girl said oh jeez relax buddy can't you hear the sirens they'll be fine kenji expressed concern, "Won't they remember what happened? It's not exactly something you forget."
The girl replied reassuringly, "Buddy, there is a veil. Stuff like this rarely happens. They have forgotten about it by now.
The man interrupted firmly, "Anyway, we have to leave here, you two With a swift motion, he picked up Kenji and effortlessly leaped onto a nearby building. The girl followed suit, and together they bounded between buildings with remarkable ease.
"Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing? You want to drop me!" Kenji exclaimed, his voice tinged with a mix of surprise and caution as the man carried him across the rooftops
"Oh, be quiet, you scaredy cat! What are you, a little girl?" the girl retorted playfully as they continued leaping between rooftops"I'll show you a little girl," Kenji responded slightly annoyed, gesturing with his hands.
the man interrupted firmly, "Enough, you two. Now's not the time." His tone brooked no argument as they continued their swift retreat across the rooftops.
They reached Kenji's house and gracefully jumped down from the rooftops. The girl swiftly opened the door, allowing the man to walk in and gently place Kenji down inside.
Kenji, still a bit confused from the adrenaline of their escape, asked, "Hey, how the hell do you know where my house was anyway?"
The man smiled knowingly but didn't immediately answer, letting the question hang in the air as they entered the familiar surroundings of Kenji's home.
Kenji joked, "Were you stalking me or something?"
The man responded with a hint of surprise, "Oh, you figured it out Kenji quickly clarified, "Wait, I meant that as a joke, you buffoon.
The pink-haired girl interjected with a teasing remark, "It's not like we wanted to anyway. Your life is pretty dull. Who even watches nature documentaries? What are you, an old man?" She laughed lightly, playfully poking fun at Kenji's taste in entertainment.
Kenji retorted with a grin, "You look like a girl who watches romance shows when she has nothing of the sort in her life the girl clenched her fist, her expression tightening as she retorted, "Yeah, I probably got more action than you, you imbecile."
The man interrupted firmly, "Can you two stop talking about your personal preferences? We have more pressing matters." He glanced outside, his expression serious and focused on the task ahead.