Whoosh—
In midair, Oryou-san's pale pink wings snapped open, and an aura belonging solely to a god spread outward.
"Ryoma!"
Oryou-san halted in midair.
Having just used Ama-no-Sakahoko to blast away Sakumura's attack, Ryoma sensed something and looked straight up.
Oryou-san hovered directly above Ryoma, already transformed into Watatsumi's white serpent.
Her crimson eyes stared straight at the winged Sakumura.
"...I understand."
Using that immense force, Ryoma landed atop Oryou-san's head. Upon the blue sphere, the two Ama-no-Sakahoko merged into one and pierced into Oryou-san's head.
Of course, it was not harming Oryou-san.
It was—
The prelude to the release of a Noble Phantasm.
"—Oryou-san!"
"Yeah!"
Roar—
With a thunderous roar, Sakumura lowered one wing to block Oryou-san's bellow.
"Ama-no-Sakahoko, pierce the gap between sky and sea!"
"I am Takachiho's white serpent—conquer the gap between sky and sea!"
Ryoma's voice overlapped with Oryou-san's, and immense magical energy shot into the heavens.
"Ama-no-Sakahoko, I offer everything I have to this person..."
"I offer all that I am to this person..."
Their Saint Graphs were complete. It was proof that their wills, bodies, and everything else had become one.
Then, they suddenly opened their eyes together.
"—[White Dragon, Hasten to Watatsumi Plain]!!!"
Bearing Ryoma upon its back, Watatsumi's White Dragon surged toward Sakumura, wrapped in overwhelming magical energy.
Sometimes, the plainer a Noble Phantasm was, the more destructive it became.
And Sakumura's response was—
Sakumura had no intention of dodging.
Leaping aside was neither what he needed to do nor what he wanted to do.
His choice was—
To face Ryoma head-on.
"The name Toyokumo no Ayakashi no Mikoto."
"Be it the name of a god or the name of an evil demon, it matters not."
Hum—
The crimson sword in his hand vanished, covering Sakumura's wings instead.
"This is the cry