His gaze shifted to the right, his eyes narrowing as he spotted Yukiko holding Toru on her back.
"Huh?" Mizuki exclaimed, her eyes darting to her side, "When did she?!"
"Oh..." He stood upright, "You're next" His smile grew maniacally then cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing through the air.
"What is she doing?" Mizuki said with concern.
"She's going to get herself killed!"
Yukiko's gaze remained fixed on Kenshiro.
She lowered Toru to the ground, her lips whispering a silent plea. "Please rest..."
'I know he's powerful' She thought, Her fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms.
'I know how he moves... I should know '
"So now I have to..." Yukiko's words trailed off as Kenshiro snarled and echoed behind her.
"What's taking so long..." His voice dripped with menace,
Yukiko's gaze whipped towards him as his hand cocked back.
Her eyes locked onto his face just as his fist was about to connect.
'When did he...' She thought as Kenshiro's fist hit the ground sending a deafening crash.
A cloud of dust and debris erupted, engulfing the scene.
Yukiko jumped out of the smoke and landed on the ground a few meters away,
"Yukiko are you okay?!" Mizuki yelled out,
"Yeah, I'm good!" Yukiko said,
'He was a few meters off...' She thought, her hand beginning to tremble.
'He could have killed me with that hit...'
'But he chose to miss...'
'I'm scared... I might die...'
"I don't touch girls, you know," Kenshiro's voice echoed through the cloud of dust, his tone dripping with sinister intent.
Yukiko's eyes widened as the dust began to clear, revealing Kenshiro's imposing figure emerging from the haze.
His smile was monstrous, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger.
"But seems like you'll be my exception..." He took a step closer, his voice dripping with sadistic excitement. "I'll feast on you!"
"I can't take him lightly," Yukiko said, clenching her fists,
"I can't lose here"
"Kuraokami!" The Twin ice daggers materialized, their blades condensing from a swirling frosty mist. As the hilts took form, the daggers began to emanate a radiant, icy glow, and she grasped the hilts of the daggers, crossing her arms in front of her.
She began to sprint towards Kenshiro, her feet pounding the ground.
As she ran, the ground beneath her feet froze, leaving a trail of icy footprints that glimmered. The frost spread rapidly, forming a gleaming pathway of ice that stretched out behind her like a frozen bridge.
Her speed increased, as she hurtled towards Kenshiro.
Kenshiro smiled manically, as Yukiko closed in, her left dagger held backward.
She swung it, aiming for his chest, but he raised his left arm, and with a metallic clang, blocked the attack.
"I should take you seriously!" he taunted. Yukiko's eyes widened in shock, Kenshiro bellowed "Crimson Cage" and a swarm of razor-sharp metal spikes materialized out of thin air, encircling her like a deadly sphere, poised to pierce her from every angle,
Kenshiro chuckled, "You're finished...", the spikes all dashed towards her, and he jumped out of the circle
"Yukiko! Get out of there!" Mizuki yelled,
"Kuraokami:..." Yukiko whispered, her hands slapping the ground as she spun around, her legs swirling in a blur of motion.
The daggers, suspended in mid-air, followed the trajectory of her feet, leaving a trail of glittering white sparks as they danced through the air.
The blades struck the metal spikes, encasing them in a frosty grip, freezing them solid. "...Frosty Vortex!" Yukiko yelled and leapt up, catching her daggers and spinning around once more, striking the remaining spikes, the spikes clattered on the ground, and she landed gracefully
She began to catch her breath, and Yukiko's eyes locked onto Kenshiro.
"I've got you..." he whispered.
A metallic rod materialized out of thin air, striking her shoulder with a loud crack. Yukiko's eyes widened in shock, her body stumbling backward as a blood droplet fell from her shoulder, staining her white uniform.
"Yukiko!" Misuki's voice rang out in alarm, as Yukiko's vision began to blur, her legs buckling beneath her.
"You let your guard down, Yukiko..." Kenshiro said, his voice dripping with amusement, as he walked towards her, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight.
"I'll have fun taking you apart..."
"limb from limb..."
He vanished in an instant, only to reappear behind her. Yukiko gasped and dodged to the right, but her footing faltered, and she crashed to the ground. She slowly rose to her feet, her eyes locked onto Kenshiro, who was laughing maniacally.
Yukiko gritted her teeth and pulled out the rod from her shoulder, a faint grunt escaping her lips as she did so.
The wound began to bleed profusely, but she swiftly clamped her hand over the hole, her fingers trembling with pain, she focused her climax energy and froze the wound, the blood crystallizing into a fragile, icy crust.
The frozen flesh gleamed in the pale light.
"You survived that... but now you're weakened..." Kenshiro sneered,
Suddenly, metal chains burst forth from his body, snaking around Yukiko's legs like icy serpents. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock, she froze the chain encircling her right leg, the metal cracking and shattering as she kicked it away.
As she began to freeze the second chain, Kenshiro appeared in front of her, his fist flying upwards for an uppercut sending Yukiko's body sailing through the air, her limbs flailing,
Kenshiro caught the second chain and swung Yukiko around, her body helplessly spinning through the air. '
Yukiko!' Misuki's voice rang out in horror,
He sent Yukiko's body crashing into the ground, again and again, then dragged the chain towards himself, sending Yukiko flying backward and grabbing her hair, dragging her across the scene, then flinging her into the air.
Yukiko's body arced through the air, her eyes wide with terror, and then she was impaled by a cluster of rods, the metal shafts piercing her arms, legs, and shoulders with a sickening crunch.
Her body fell backward, the rods holding her aloft like a macabre puppet, her limbs splayed at unnatural angles, her face contorted in agony, she crashed into the ground
"Yukiko!" Misuki's hand began to tremble
Kenshiro's laughter echoed through the landscape, a maniacal cackle that sent shivers down Misuki's spine.
Yukiko's hand twitched, her fingers trembling, she slowly, laboriously, pushed herself up from the ground.
Her body shook like a leaf, her legs wobbling beneath her, as she struggled to stand upright.
Her uniform was stained crimson, the bloodstains spreading like dark flowers across the fabric.
Yukiko stood tall, her chest heaving with ragged breaths, her eyes fixed on Kenshiro.
"You're still standing," Kenshiro sneered, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight.
Yukiko's vision blurred, her hands trembling as she struggled to lift them, her body swaying precariously.
'Maybe if I can...' she thought. Kenshiro appeared in front of her, his rod poised to strike, the metal tip inches from her throat.
'No, I can't...' she thought, her mind frozen in terror.
'He's right in front of me...'
I'm going to...'
'On...on...'
A massive explosion rocked the room, and Kaito emerged from the smoke,
Yukiko cradled in his arms, a small gash on his cheek bleeding profusely.
Kenshiro's eyes widened in shock, his gaze fixed on Kaito.
"What?! I didn't see him!" he stammered, his voice laced with outrage.
Misuki's eyes were wide with amazement, "Kaito!"
"He's different than before!" Kaito stood tall, as Kenshiro charged at him with a metal blade in his hand aiming for a vicious slice.
Kaito leaped overhead and delivered a powerful kick that sent Kenshiro crashing to the ground.
Kaito dashed across the room, gathering up the injured and depositing them beside Mizuki.
"Watch over them, please!" he urged, his eyes never leaving Kenshiro.
'Ah, another fish for me to grill! You'll make a nice playmate, Kaito!' Kenshiro said while walking towards Kaito
'What came out next from my mouth was something I wasn't expecting.' He thought,
'I thought I might never say it again after the fight with Koji...'
'But I guess I was wrong.'
His eyes flashed with murderous intent. His voice was low and deadly, "I will kill you!"