"Master Urokodaki!"
"Cough, cough... am I dying?" Urokodaki seemed to hear his two deceased students, Sabito and Makomo, calling to him.
He smiled in acceptance. "That's fine, too. I should have apologized to you long ago."
"Water Breathing-Fourth Form: Striking Tide!"
"Water Breathing-Second Form: Water Wheel!"
"Water Breathing-Eighth Form: Waterfall Basin!"
Three winding waves rose. With nowhere to dodge, Gyutaro raised both sickles and roared, "Blood Demon Art-Rampant Beam-Crossing!"
Against a wide-area attack, he swung his Blood Scythes at high speed, forming a circular defense of slashes around himself.
Cold steel flashed, and both his arms fell off. He roared, "Damn it! Who are you?"
Three figures landed before Urokodaki, their silhouettes unmistakably familiar.
"You... you're!" When Master Urokodaki saw who they were, he froze, trembling and afraid to approach.
"Master Urokodaki, take the antidote, quickly!" The girl in the fox mask ran over, helped Urokodaki up, and gave him the medicine.
Her clear, bright voice made his heart tighten.
"But weren't you already... is this a hallucination? Or am I dead, too?" As the pain and paralysis faded, Urokodaki gradually regained his senses and murmured to himself.
Makomo burst into a giggle. "Nope~ You're not dead yet."
As he slashed through the blood, Sabito said gravely, "You remember the information about the Empire, don't you? The Empire brought us back to life."
Giyu Tomioka spoke flatly, his expression cold. "They're different from us."
"What do you mean?" Urokodaki struggled to get up, but Makomo stopped him and patiently explained her and Sabito's circumstances...
"Revived using death-row prisoners' bodies? Almost as strong as you were in life, and you can't get tired or die?"
"What?! The Flower Hashira, Kanae Kocho, has been revived, too? Hmm, who's Masachika?"
"Ninja? Ninjutsu? Chakra? Are they from Tengen's clan? You can keep existing as