Battle of Yamatai (6)

"Heh heh!"

Weevil broke through Shuten's attack and bared his teeth in a grin. Holding his naginata against Shuten's weapon with his right hand, he freed his left, clenched it into a fist the size of a basin, and smashed it heavily toward Shuten's head. Unable to dodge in time, Shuten took the blow squarely in the face and was sent flying!

Dazed and disoriented, he flew backward through the air, spinning several times before finally regaining his senses. He swung the two tachi in his hands, whipping up a gale of blade wind that swept away all the soldiers below who had raised their spearpoints, hoping to pick up an easy kill. Only then did he land on the ground.

He hurriedly wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve, his brows furrowing as he quickly stepped back. A thunderous boom erupted where he had been standing, kicking up countless clouds of dust and ash. Weevil roared as he charged out of the smoke, his naginata swinging in broad, powerful arcs with an overwhelming presence!

Shuten desperately raised his blades to block, only to feel both arms going numb from the force transmitted through the weapons. He could only fend off the attacks while retreating and adjusting his stance.

"Who is that guy... He actually stopped Shuten!"

Countless eyes across the battlefield fixed on Weevil, who fought ever more fiercely, chasing Shuten down and attacking him with near-madness. Whether it was Inuarashi and Nekomamushi or the daimyo in Genji's camp, all revealed looks of disbelief. The drums of the Kozuki army rang even louder, and the morale of its soldiers steadily rose, while the Genji army's morale plunged like a roller coaster and began to falter.

"Just who is he?" Kozuki Oden finally could not help asking Buggy.