"This power cannot be resisted with ordinary physical strength," Akaza said with a triumphant smile. "You can only dodge, but you can't escape my compass of destruction, Adrian!"
El smiled a little, "You're quite good, Akaza. How brave of you to tell me about your region's demonic abilities!"
Akaza laughed, "This is surprising! You're the first human to respond to what I'm saying! I knew you were destined to be a demon!" said Akaza, enthusiastically
Under the moonlight that shone softly as if filled with a magical aura, a field would become the arena for a decisive battle.
The wind blew softly, as if a silent witness to the inevitable meeting of two forces. In the center of the field, Akaza stood with a defiant posture, a demonic aura surrounding his.
Akaza's smile grew wider, full of confidence, indicating that he was ready to convince El to accept his offer to become a demon.
In front of Akaza, El stood straight, eyes full of firmness. The moonlight reflected off his sword, as if it was one with the power he was about to unleash.
In the stillness of the night, El took a deep breath, gathering energy to use the solar breathing style. "Hi no Kokyu." he muttered, voice firm yet calm, like the eye in a storm.
Swoosh!
Akaza, impatient to wait, launched forward with astonishing speed. His huge fist full of concentrated demonic power, making it harder than steel shot straight at El, accompanied by the sound of rumbling wind, signaling thrilling power.
El reacted quickly, using the Sun Breathing Style technique. With nimble movements, El swung his sword using the first form. "Enbu." El performed a single diagonal slash in a diagonal motion.
His attack was swift and precise, his sword gliding through the air, emitting a cold moonlight glow, piercing the darkness of the night.
Booom!
The two strikes collided with an explosion that shook the field, creating a shockwave that sent the surrounding dust flying.
The wind blew harder, as if to voice the tension flowing through the air. Akaza was slightly startled and moved away, his eyes blazing with curiosity and challenge. "What an attack! It hurts a lot and you can slice through my fist that contains concentrated Demon power."
Akaza swung his right arm. Quickly, the wound recovered without a trace as if it had never happened.
"Alright, let's get serious!" Akaza exclaimed, gathering demonic energy for his next attack.
On the other side of the battlefield, Tanjiro was stunned to witness El's amazing battle with Akaza.
Tanjiro's eyes strained to follow El and Akaza's movements, but everything seemed like a blurry picture. Akaza and El's movements were too fast, deadly, inhuman and difficult for ordinary eyes to comprehend.
Every swing of El's sword was filled with precision and poise, even against the incredibly savage and powerful Akaza.
The cold flashes of light reflected from the moon and the loud thud of two metals clashing made the atmosphere around them feel very heavy and full of tension.
Dust scattered, dancing with the air. In the dust, El and Akaza exchanged blows. Akaza used his huge fists, while El used the sword in his hand.
Each strike launched seemed like a flash of cold, yet beautiful slashing light from El's sword that created sparks in the chaos as El's sword clashed with Akaza's fist.
Their movements were fast, so hard to catch, disappearing before Tanjiro had time to comprehend them.
Suddenly Akaza's punch exploded through the air, but El had already disappeared, appearing on the opposite side with a barely perceptible slash of his sword.
Tanjiro tried to focus, but all he could see were the remnants of movement from the trail of shadows and the clanking sound of metal meeting with distant, deadly force. Each impact seemed to shake the air, making the ground around him tremble.
To Tanjiro, every time he thought he would see the next attack, they had already shifted, as if time itself was unable to hold them back.
In the stressful silence, Tanjiro could only stand transfixed. He felt small as an ant, helpless, while the forces in front of him seemed to be beyond human reach.
His heart skipped a beat, not just out of fear, but out of deep awe. There was a strength and resilience he had never witnessed before.
Though he could do nothing, Tanjiro felt the fire inside him burn brighter with an overwhelming urge to help El.
Tanjiro understood that El could not sustain such inhumane movements for too long as he would run out of stamina sooner or later, unlike Akaza who had unlimited stamina.
"Move! Move! Ignore the pain! Tanjiro, move!" muttered Tanjiro with eyes burning with a determination that would not be extinguished.
Inosuke walked over to Tanjiro. He had just finished helping some passengers who were crushed by the train debris. But, as soon as Inosuke arrived, he just seemed to freeze.
Inosuke saw El and Akaza exchanging attacks with speed and power that were difficult for ordinary eyes to follow.
Inosuke, who was usually always in a hurry to jump into battle, was silent for a moment, his eyes wide behind his pig mask.
Inosuke held his two swords tightly, but not because he wanted to fight, but because for the first time he felt something unfamiliar.
Indecision.
The fight before him was too overwhelming, too fast and powerful to be matched.
"If I join the fight now..." thought Inosuke angrily, "I'll just be a burden." His teeth clenched tightly, frustration rising as he realized that in this battle.
If he participated, it would be as if Inosuke's body was unable to move, unable to keep up with the monumental duel before his eyes.
El and Akaza looked as if they were in another world, far beyond the limits of the power Inosuke had ever felt before.
Inosuke swallowed, his heart beating very hard, not because of fear, but because of the desire to become stronger, to one day be able to fight on the same level as them.
In the midst of this fierce and decisive battle, clanking sounds echoed through the air, breaking the silence of the night. El moved with astonishing speed, the blade of the sword in his hand glistening to reflect the cold light of the moon as it fought against Akaza.
However, each of El's slashes, which seemed to tear the air, was countered by Akaza with a wave of blows that split the air.
Slowly, El's breathing became heavy, but Akaza's attacks seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
No! Akaza's strength was still the same as before, Akaza didn't get stronger suddenly.
All of this happened because El was running out of stamina to keep up the intensity of the battle. 'This is bad! I'm running out of stamina,' El thought anxiously.
Without enough stamina, El could no longer avoid let alone withstand Akaza's attacks perfectly. As a result, El was unable to dodge all of Akaza's attacks.
As a result, El suffered several broken ribs and internal organ damage.
El's expression grew increasingly anxious and cold sweat began to run down his face. 'Damn it, how long does it take for that mark to appear? I don't want to use plan C and D.'
Suddenly, as the blood rippled and rushed through his veins, El felt something very strange. It was as if something was about to rise up from within his, yet full of vivid uncertainty.
Every swing of his sword, every movement of his body, sometimes felt sharper and stronger than before and sometimes no different at all.
However, out of all this uncertainty, El's body began to feel hot, not from exhaustion, but from an overwhelming energy, coursing through his every muscle fiber. El realized his body must be going through something profound.
"Is it possible..." El murmured softly, his eyes shining with determination.