"Whoosh!"
Redfield went flying too, punching through trees and hills alike. With extreme speed amplifying that immense force, the destructive power of the blow grew exponentially.
Lying on the seawater-soaked beach, he slowly opened his eyes, took stock of his body, and chuckled softly.
"What does this feeling remind me of?"
"Right. A kite with its string cut."
"What a powerful man. And that was only a clash of bodies."
"In that case, becoming his companion doesn't seem so bad!"
Redfield was convinced. During their brief fight, he had heard the voice coming from the other man's body.
More precisely, those words had come from his soul.
He had heard a commanding, ambitious heart, yet one filled with compassion and kindness.
A king like that undoubtedly had a bright future.
Elsewhere, Bullet floated quietly on the sea, gazing at the blue sky. Though his body had suffered grievous injuries, his heart was calmer than ever.
"Such overwhelming power."
"Truly worthy of being the King of the World."
"You really have surpassed Roger!"
Although this had not been a desperate battle to the death, River had displayed more than enough strength to win him over.
Elsewhere, World had fallen into the sea and lost consciousness. The soldiers who had accompanied them were hauling him aboard a nearby ship.
River had already withdrawn his imposing aura. By the time he returned to the ship, all three grievously injured men had been laid on the deck.
World was unconscious, while Bullet and Redfield remained awake, though neither could move.
"I won, gentlemen."
River swept his gaze over the three men and grinned.
"Which means it's time to repay the favor from the Summit War!"
Bullet closed his eyes at those words and was the first to respond. "I'll serve under you."
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