"You really piss me off. Didn't I tell you? I'm not Senba Gari..." As he spoke, [Divine] began to move, stepping forward at an unhurried pace with a steady rhythm.
--tap--tap--tap--tap--
The pitch-black armor, blood-red patterns, slightly dim red compound eyes, and those faintly visible red "blood vessels" made Divine look like a specter in the night. Every movement was ordinary, yet each carried a trace of killing intent.
"The me standing here now isn't the Senba Gari you know. My name is—Sin. I am Senba Gari's sin."
--whoosh!
The moment [Divine] finished speaking, his black fist instantly cut through the air, dropping straight toward Takai Geki's face without the slightest hesitation...
The Situation Escalated
--bang!
--crackkk
A fist the size of an ordinary person's erupted with astonishing speed and strength from that slightly slender arm. The thick concrete wall was as fragile as paper.
Takai Geki, who had dodged [Divine]'s fatal blow in the nick of time, stared at the person before him in lingering shock. One of his hands instinctively reached toward his pocket, only to stop abruptly. Faced with his close friend, who seemed to have become someone else entirely, he hesitated.
In the instant Takai Geki hesitated, [Divine]'s body moved slightly. The next second, he appeared directly in front of Takai Geki, his right hand clenched as it drew back a little, then slammed into Takai Geki's abdomen like a cannon shell.
"Blaargh!"
It was as if his abdomen had been hit by a small car. The obvious dent in his stomach was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. The liquid spraying from his mouth might not have been blood alone, but mixed with something else as well. In front of [Divine] and his enhanced body, a frail human body was so pitifully vulnerable.
--bang!