"My lord, please, you're a reasonable person, let her go. She's just a little girl, there's no need to be angry with her!"
The old man stood protectively in front of the little girl, his face filled with pleading as he spoke.
"Boss, what should we do?"
Seeing this, the two henchmen stopped in their tracks, looking at Yuri for instructions.
"Hmph, a careless remark, huh? A careless remark indeed!"
Yuri tapped his head and laughed, his eyes narrowing into slits, but a faint green light flickered from within them.
Whoosh!
No one expected Yuri to go as far as to kill.
Thud!
The old man never imagined that Yuri would be so cold-hearted. His body mechanically slumped forward as a massive blade pierced through his chest. His lips moved as if to say something, but no sound came out. His eyes slowly faded to gray.
"Stop standing there, grab her!"
Yuri gave the henchmen a cold glance and barked an order.
"Ah!"
The crowd instantly fell into chaos, screams erupting everywhere in confusion.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
But the chaos only led to bloodshed. Yuri swung his twin blades, charging into the crowd like a butcher cutting through vegetables. In just a few seconds, more than ten heads flew through the air, their bodies collapsing into pools of crimson.
"Quiet down!"
Yuri growled impatiently, his murderous intent flaring outward like a shockwave.
In an instant, the previously panicked crowd fell into a deadly silence, as if someone had strangled their throats, unable to make a sound.
Silence!
The atmosphere was so still it was suffocating, even the sound of women sobbing seemed unbearably loud, and every breath felt intrusive.
"Sniff!"
However, the little girl was the exception.
Seeing her grandfather lying in a pool of blood, she couldn't hold back her grief and began crying out loud.
The tense silence was shattered instantly.
"You want to die?"
Yuri' brow furrowed, a murderous gleam in his eyes as he stormed toward the little girl, his massive blade coming down without hesitation.
In his eyes, anyone who moved was fair game.
"Waaaah!"
But the threat of death only made the girl cry louder. No one in the crowd dared to step forward to stop him, for no one had the power to challenge Yuri.
If Yuri' blade fell, it was certain the little girl would be split in two.
The sharp blade had already left a thin trail of blood across the girl's delicate face.
Whoosh!
Just as everyone had closed their eyes in despair, unable to watch the girl's head be severed, a sound suddenly sliced through the air with incredible speed, carrying a sharp, intense energy that made everyone shiver in fear.
Clang!
A sharp, ear-piercing collision rang out as the sound of metal striking metal echoed. The crowd turned in surprise.
A white shield had appeared, blocking Yuri' strike and saving the little girl.
"Who is that!"
Yuri quickly retreated, standing at a distance, his eyes full of suspicion as he glared at the shield. His right hand rested on his blade, ready to strike or defend, depending on the situation.
"Heh, you want to kill such a small girl? Have you no morals?"
A voice called out, and the shield slowly faded, revealing Shirayama's face. Behind him stood the girl from earlier, clutching the little girl in her arms.
"You're... who are you? You look unfamiliar."
Seeing the newcomer, Yuri paused in confusion before signaling to his two henchmen. The two moved into position on either side of Yuri.
If Yuri gave the order, they would immediately attack Shirayama from both sides.