Akira's eyes narrowed, his grip on his sword tightening. "You're the one who's been playing us all along," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
Kōsei smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm afraid so, Akira," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You see, I've been working with Oni all along. And our plan was to use you to get to Rina.
Akira's face contorted in rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "You'll pay for this, Kōsei!" he snarled, charging forward with a fierce battle cry.
Kōsei laughed, his eyes flashing with excitement. "Bring it on, Akira!" he shouted, drawing his own sword.
The two warriors clashed in a flurry of steel and energy, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. Akira's Koyo Ryu power surged through his veins, imbuing him with incredible strength and speed.
But Kōsei was no pushover. He had his own unique abilities, honed from years of training and combat. He countered Akira's attacks with ease, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.
The battle raged on, the two warriors fighting with every ounce of strength they possessed. The air was electric with tension, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
And then, in a flash of inspiration, Akira unleashed his ultimate attack:
"_Kaze no Kokyuu_" (Breath of the Wind)!
A blast of wind energy shot out from Akira's sword, striking Kōsei with incredible force. Kōsei stumbled backward, his eyes widening in surprise.
Akira took advantage of the opening, charging forward with a fierce battle cry. His sword sliced through the air, aiming straight for Kōsei's heart.
Kōsei tried to defend himself, but Akira's attack was too powerful. The sword struck true, and Kōsei's eyes widened in shock as he stumbled backward, defeated.
Akira stood over him, his chest heaving with exhaustion. "It's over," he growled, his sword still trembling with the force of his attack.
Kōsei smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Not quite, Akira," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Rina... is... gone..."
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Akira's eyes glazed over, his body swaying precariously. He hadn't slept in three days, and the exhaustion was finally catching up with him. He didn't even hear Kōsei's whispered words, "Rina... is... gone..."
As Kōsei's words hung in the air, Akira's legs gave out beneath him. He crashed to the ground, his body limp and lifeless.
The elite soldiers, who had been watching the battle from a distance, saw their chance. They rushed forward, surrounding Akira's prone form. They tied his hands behind his back, then bound him to a nearby tree.
As Akira hung there, helpless and defeated, the soldiers began to hit him. Their blows rained down on him, each one landing with a sickening thud.
On the other side of the battlefield, the fight was still raging on. Akimitsu, Kaito, and Mei were fighting valiantly, but they were vastly outnumbered.
Just as it seemed like the tide of the battle was turning in their favor, Oni let out a loud, maniacal laugh. The sound sent shivers down the spines of Akimitsu and the others.
Akimitsu's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with annoyance. "Why are you laughing, Oni?" he asked, his tone dripping with disdain. "Are you that desperate for attention?"
Oni's laughter grew louder, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "No, I'm not a dumb," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But you people are really something. You send Akira alone, without even considering his health condition. And then you're surprised when Kōsei and the others defeat him?"
Akimitsu's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger. "What do you know about Akira's health condition?" he growled.
Oni smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I know that he's been pushing himself too hard, trying to save Rina and the others. And I know that he's not going to wake up until he gets some rest."
Akimitsu's eyes widened in shock, his face pale with realization. "You're right," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "We were so focused on the battle that we forgot about Akira's health."
Oni's laughter grew louder, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "And now you're going to fight me, thinking that you can defeat me? Ha! You're just a bunch of fools."
Akimitsu's face contorted in rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "We'll see about that, Oni," he snarled, charging forward with a fierce battle cry.
The two warriors clashed in a flurry of steel and energy, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. The air was electric with tension, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
As the battle raged on, Akimitsu's determination grew. He was not going to let Oni defeat him, not after what he had done to Akira.
"You think I'm a weakling, don't you, Oni?" Akimitsu snarled, his eyes blazing with fury. "You think I'm just a foolish warrior who can't even take care of his own friend."
Oni's smile twisted, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I don't think you're a weakling, Akimitsu," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think you're just a foolish warrior who can't even see what's right in front of him."
Akimitsu's face contorted in rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "I'll show you what's right in front of me," he snarled, charging forward with a fierce battle cry.
The two warriors clashed in a massive explosion of steel and energy, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. The air was electric with tension, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
Oni's eyes locked onto Taro, a sneer twisting his face. "Hey, you dumbass," he spat. "Are you just going to sit there with her, or are you going to get up and fight?"
Lila's voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes fixed on Taro. "Go and fight, Taro. Don't care about me."
Taro's face contorted in determination, his eyes blazing with fury. He slowly got to his feet, his movements deliberate. "Hey, Akimitsu," he called out. "Go and find Akira and help him. I'll take care of Oni."
Akimitsu's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with annoyance. "Nah, I don't care about him."
Oni's laughter echoed through the battlefield, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Bunch of garbage is here with me."
Taro's face twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with fury. "Okay, then. Akimitsu, for some time, go and kill the Elite soldiers. Leave Oni to me. I wanna lick his ass."
Akimitsu's eyes widened in surprise, but he nodded curtly. "Got it."
With a fierce battle cry, Akimitsu charged off to take on the Elite soldiers. Taro, meanwhile, turned his attention to Oni.
The two warriors faced off, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. The air was electric with tension, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
And then, in a flash of inspiration, Taro unleashed his ultimate attack:
"_Kūjin no Kokyū_" (The Void's Fury)!
A blast of dark energy shot out from Taro's body, striking Oni with incredible force. Oni stumbled backward, his eyes widening in surprise.
Taro took advantage of the opening, charging forward with a fierce battle cry. His fists flew through the air, striking Oni with precision and power.
Oni tried to defend himself, but Taro's attack was too powerful. He stumbled backward, his eyes blazing with fury.
And then, in a flash of inspiration, Oni unleashed his own ultimate attack:
"_Ryūjin no Arashi_" (The Dragon God's Storm)!
A blast of energy shot out from Oni's body, striking Taro with incredible force. Taro stumbled backward, his eyes widening in surprise.
The two warriors clashed in a frenzy of steel and energy, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. The air was electric with tension, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
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Continued.