Because that white cat wielding the Holy Sword had actually spoken!
Faced with an opponent whose strength, speed, and swordsmanship all surpassed its own, Gatomon did not shrink back in the slightest.
It sneered on the spot. "I was never a swordsman to begin with."
"Is that so?" The Blood Source Sword Saint neither confirmed nor denied it.
However, in the next instant, its body suddenly leaned forward, dragging a blood-red afterimage through the air as it abruptly closed in on Gatomon.
"Secret Sword? First Form!"
Another strange beast's pattern lit up on the blade of the Blooddrinker Sword.
The Blood Source Sword Saint gripped its sword with both hands and slashed out in an instant.
Gatomon reacted extremely quickly, raising its sword to counter almost immediately.
But in that instant, the Blood Source Sword Saint unleashed three slashes. The bloody light fired from those three strikes overlapped and exploded at once.
"Bang!"
Gatomon was blasted away again, utterly unable to resist!
With their star ratings differing by an entire factor of two, the gap in strength was already enormous under normal circumstances.
After sending Gatomon flying, the Blood Source Sword Saint did not sheathe its sword. Instead, it spun on its heel and accelerated instantly, flashing beneath Gatomon before it could even fall.
Then, the Blood Source Sword Saint focused its gaze and fiercely swung its sword upward behind itself.
"Secret Sword? Fourth Form!"
A dragon-serpent-like sword light shot explosively from the Blooddrinker Sword, lunging at Gatomon as if to devour it.
With nowhere to push off in midair, Gatomon had nowhere to dodge—or so it should have been!
But as the dragon-serpent sword light flew toward it, Gatomon suddenly twisted its waist in the air, then tapped the void with one foot. Its entire body soared upward