Perhaps only the man before him could understand the pain of suddenly losing an arm. Others probably never could, because they had only known the exhilaration of being strengthened again and again, never the feeling of suddenly falling from such heights.
After all, this was not a feeling that existed only now. In truth, it could often be felt in moments of stillness, even if it seemed strange, even if it brought a terror that rose from the depths of the soul.
"You really are powerful."
At this moment, the Red Ribbon Army leader was no longer thinking as he had before. He now had an entirely new understanding of his own strength, and an indescribable feeling toward his abilities, because things were no longer as simple as they had been.
What his current strength brought was, more than anything, pressure upon his soul.
"Now that you know how formidable I am, are you thinking of surrendering? Perhaps I'll spare your life."
Uchiha Hikaru looked at the fear in the man's eyes and wanted to see whether he had any intention of surrendering. After all, things had reached this point. If he still refused to surrender, then there would be no outcome other than death.
His gaze was solemn, without the slightest intention of speaking against his heart. Even now, he had no intention of saying anything irrelevant, because nothing he had ever done had gone wrong. Even at this moment, that remained true; he had never done anything against his will.
As an officer of the Red Ribbon Army, he naturally possessed a powerful presence. That was even more true now. He had a fierce resolve and had already seized every opportunity available at this moment. Though those opportunities were few, this was still his chance.
"Make me surrender?