"Achill!!!" Below, Mystogan, Wendy, and the others cried out in horror at the crimson blood spraying across the sky! They almost lunged forward to rush up to him—
What happened next, however, made them stop again. Every one of them stared up into the sky with wide eyes, their gazes filled with disbelief...
The Achill they thought had been gravely wounded by their opponent's slash showed no sign of suffering a serious injury! Instead, he looked utterly unlike his usual self!! He still stood proudly in the air, ten thousand meters above the ground!!!
Why emphasize that he was utterly unlike his usual self? Simple. Although the front of Achill's clothes was still drenched in crimson blood, his left hand was now clamped firmly around the throat of the Edolas "Achill" opposite him!!!
"What—is going on?!!" With his neck caught in that unyielding grip, "Achill's" face instantly flushed red. His pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at the man before him, who had completely immobilized him with a single hand!! Forcing out a breath, his face turning purple, "Achill" demanded in an extremely hoarse, agonized voice, "Who the hell are you?!!!"
"Who am I?! You're asking who I am?!! Tch! To think that anyone in this world—" At those words, his lips suddenly curled into an eerie smile filled with sinister menace. The head he had kept slightly lowered snapped up! With a wild, defiant expression, Achill burst into crazed laughter. "Would actually ask who I am?!! Ahahahahaha!!! That's hilarious!!!!!"
The instant he finished speaking, he swept Shinsō across his front with his right hand, without the slightest hesitation—
"Crack—zzzt!" A piercing screech rang out as a sharp blade cut into something solid. Sparks erupted as Shinsō's cold, keen edge struck a black bat wing that had swung back just in time