Within the boundless pitch-black space, beneath the faint golden radiance.
Two young men with black hair stood facing each other, swords in hand.
Looking at the indifferent swordsman opposite him, then at the frozen body behind him, Araki had already guessed his identity.
"Should I call you Demon Eyes Kyo? Or Mibu Kyoshiro?"
In response to Araki's question, the man curled his lips into an excited smile. At the same time, his originally black pupils instantly turned crimson.
"I am me, and Kyoshiro is Kyoshiro. That's all."
Before Kyo had finished speaking, he swung the cursed blade in his hand and viciously slashed at Araki.
"Demon Eyes? It's not like you're the only one who has them!"
Araki raised his hand, and a section of azure blade suddenly sprang from the hilt, slashing forward as well.
Clang!
The two blades collided with a clear metallic ring. The seemingly ordinary katana in Kyo's hand emerged completely unscathed from the clash.
Having experienced Araki's strength firsthand, the fighting spirit in Kyo's eyes grew even fiercer.
And as though he had noticed the surprise in Araki's gaze, he said while locking blades with him, "Your sword really is impressive, but don't underestimate my Sirius!!!"
With that, he roared, "Mumyo Jinpu-ryu Killing Sword!"
In an instant, Araki felt the blood within his body stir restlessly beyond his control, as though it wanted to turn into countless blades, slice through his body, and burst out.
The sensation had come too suddenly. He hurriedly focused on suppressing the turmoil within his body, and Kyo abruptly forced him back.
At the same time, Kyo held Sirius horizontally before his chest and ran his left hand across its edge. Wrapped in a dense crimson aura, Sirius seemed to transform into a light sword like Araki's [Yachiru].
Then Kyo