"Sister, it's been a long time!"
"Kurome!" Akame looked at the three people blocking her path, then turned her gaze to the smiling Kurome.
"I've missed you so much, Sister!"
"Yes! I've missed you too, Kurome!"
Yet even as they spoke of missing each other, both drew their Samurai Swords.
"Your betrayal hurt me deeply back then, Sister. Let's settle this now!" Kurome's expression remained calm.
"That's what I want too!" Akame looked silently at the little sister she loved most.
"Akame, do you need our help?" Iron Hammer stepped forward and asked.
"No, Captain Iron Hammer. Please hold off the others!"
"All right! Be careful, Akame!" Watching the sisters prepare to fight, Iron Hammer felt a pang of sympathy for the two girls. This was all the fault of this rotten country. He hoped they could end this war soon!
"I won't let you hurt Kurome!" Will summoned his Imperial Arms, Grand Chariot, and black-and-blue armor instantly covered his entire body.
Beside him, Bols also aimed his Incinerator Nozzle at Iron Hammer and the other two Holy Light Clerics.
Iron Hammer and his two companions silently lowered their visors and faced Will and Bols. Through Malice Perception, they knew these two were not bad people, but their opposing allegiances left them no choice but to fight.
The battle was poised to erupt, and Akame and Kurome attacked first.
Sparks flew as their blades clashed again and again.
For a moment, both Iron Hammer and Will watched them tensely.
"You've grown stronger and stronger over the years, Sister!"
"You've grown a great deal too, Kurome."
"But swordsmanship isn't all I have, Sister." Kurome knocked Akame back with a slash, then raised her hand and activated her Imperial Arms, Eight Rooms. Countless dead hands instantly burst from the ground.
Countless corpses